Worldwide Gangsta

<br>&quot;worldwide gangstas&quot;<br><br>(feat. the murderers)<br><br><br><br>[black child talking]<br><br>Whats up chi-town? <br><br>Yeah, murder inc. back up in ya area<br><br>On that gangsta shit ya know<br><br>Connect worldwide<br><br>Worldwide gangsta shit nah mean? <br><br>From chi-town to miami<br><br>Houston to mother fuckin la, we connect nigga<br><br>With some gangsta shit<br><br><br><br>[caddillac tah]<br><br>Mother fuckers, you frontin we comin with heat niggas<br><br>Ar-15s we sweepin up the street bigger<br><br>Guns make niggas run, we squeeze triggers<br><br>We leave niggas dead for the stacks, slumped over, head in they lap<br><br><br><br>[black child]<br><br>Yo, we constantly count cream in the crackhouse<br><br>Basically, we bangin bitches backs out<br><br>I feel like the last child<br><br>Throwin bricks at a glasshouse<br><br>Poppin and puffin till I pass out<br><br><br><br>[caddillac tah]<br><br>This gangsta shit is for all my youngens who flip birds<br><br>And hug the block, in club they cris and twist the bud, nigga what<br><br>We live it up, from chi-town to my town<br><br>We diggin sluts, long dickin in the guts<br><br><br><br>[black child]<br><br>We just religious thugs, gangsta pimps<br><br>Hoes fall in love the way we throw this dick<br><br>The hummers on dubs look like tanks and shit<br><br>We came to stop the bank, dont blink be sick<br><br><br><br>[caddillac tah]<br><br>Nigga all of our love is for the chips<br><br>And I dont chase hoes, just pasos and bricks<br><br>Nigga let me sum it up<br><br>Yall niggas is dumb enough<br><br>Run on up, the guns we tuck, bust<br><br>Ashes to ashes, dust to dust<br><br><br><br>[black child]<br><br>Holla at us, r-o-c-k-l-a-n-d and i-n-c<br><br>With boo and gotti, ferrari black and caddillac tah<br><br>Nigga, we go hard<br><br><br><br>[gotti]<br><br>Im loud when the shells pop<br><br>Still I sell rock<br><br>Got outta jail on bail, gettin ready to plot<br><br>Yo I kidnap niggas<br><br>Then bitch smack niggas<br><br>Give me the crack nigga or get clap nigga<br><br>I aint one of these rap niggas<br><br>Im a big gat spitter<br><br>Bangin and slangin to be a rich ass nigga<br><br>Dont get tired in these streets<br><br>My nigga died in these streets<br><br>Its only one option, provide for these streets<br><br>My peeps out here so I ride with these streets<br><br>Spent weeks out here, grind on these streets<br><br>I know the deal out here<br><br>Its real out here<br><br>Got bitch bud murder and Im still out here<br><br>Rockland, murder inc. you get killed out here<br><br>Chi-town, new york, blood spill out here<br><br>And thugs like me, still out here<br><br>Yeah you heard nigga, Im still out here<br><br><br><br>[boo]<br><br>A yo I ride up, lied up outta my mind<br><br>Black cadillac truck nigga, loaded with nines<br><br>To my thugs on the block, holdin it down<br><br>I got love on the block, look at my eyes<br><br>Rockland, murder inc. what the fuck you think<br><br>Me and gotti whole plan is to cover the streets<br><br>We dont wanna body you man, fuck the beef<br><br>We sell a lot of these grams, and clutch the heat<br><br>To many moves to be made, fake thug niggas<br><br>Get a few through they brain, I been plug nigga<br><br>Its rules to the game<br><br>Cats like me play not to lose in this game<br><br>You see this little nigga makin moves in the range<br><br>I see you wack niggas still crusin with lames<br><br>Get full nigga cause its food to the brain<br><br>Rockland nigga spit fire and flames<br><br>Get it right nigga, we gangsta<br><br><br><br>[ja rule]<br><br>Murder inc. gets poppin pills, clips, however you like it<br><br>Niggas get extorted, bitches get excited<br><br>Known to start riots, the rule and i-n-c<br><br>Got fedaraleighs watchin me, the y-g and i-g<br><br>Put it together family orientated through guns, drugs, and good relations<br><br>Real conversations, we call it real talk<br><br>And that shit spreads all the way from la to new york<br><br>And I love talk, thats when you get to smash on niggas<br><br>Catch em in the dark spot and put the flash on niggas<br><br>Cameras, lights, action, go buck at the master<br><br>Cs and past if when I die blow my ashes<br><br>Off the shores of costa rica, nigga to each is own<br><br>The rule aint dyin alone motherfuckers