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Iiiiiii'm comin, two .50 cal's in hand Iiiiiiim科曼，二.50口径的手

Long goat-tee nigga the Taliban 龙羊三通黑人塔利班

I'm Murda Man, I'm tryna murk somethin 我Murda男人，我tryna天昏地暗事端

This ain't for [?] cheese I'm tryna hurt somethin 这不是[？]奶酪我tryna伤害事端

These niggaz claimin g'z, claimin they run the South East 这些兄弟们claimin gz ， claimin它们运行的​​东南

How you run the shit in that buck buck Caprice? 你怎么运行在降压降压随想狗屎？

Atleast, you oughta know bout my flow ，包括至少一个，你应该知道我的回合流程

The P the T the R the O 在P对T R上的Ô

The Y nigga, I'm so fly call me jet 在Y的兄弟们，我这么飞打电话给我喷

Jump off in the ocean still ain't wet 在海洋跳下去还是不湿

I flex, I motherfuckin ball better ask em í弯曲，我他妈的球最好问EM

Catch a nigga talkin shit n motherfuckin blast em 赶上了一个黑人说话狗屎Ñ娘爆EM

Murda, m-u-r-d-a Murda ， M- U- R-D -A

Im pumpin gats at whoever in the way IM在谁的方式给水站服务贸易总协定

Im back wit gun play, don't think they undastand 我回来机智枪打，不认为他们undastand

But I don't think they wanna fuck wit the Murda Man, Murda Man 但我不认为他们想他妈的机智的Murda人， Murda人

   

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I don't think they wanna fuck with the Murda Man 我不认为他们想他妈的与Murda人

Fuck wit the Murda Man, fuck wit the Murda Man, Well Uh-Huh 他妈的机智的Murda男人，他妈的机智的Murda人，唔嗯

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[Verse] [诗歌]

Yaaaaa'll trippin, now everybody crunk Yaaaaall践踏，现在每个人都旷课

Yall niggaz gon make me pop the trunk 亚勒坤的兄弟们让我弹出干线

Cuz I remember way back in the day 因为我还记得，早在一天

When the ATL wasnt gettin no play 当老鹰wasnt刚开没玩

Then I came out, dropped We Ready 然后我就出来了，扔下我们准备

Niggaz went to bouncin, ridin them box Chevy's 兄弟们去bouncin ，他们坐车箱雪佛兰

But I guess that was then, this is now 但我想这在当时，这是现在

When I catch ya ass in the street the gun blow, blow 当我逮住屁股在街上枪吹，吹

I represent the hard, I represent the angle 我代表的努力，我所代表的角度

I represent the real, I represent the danger 我代表的是真实的，我所代表的危险

I represent the cars, I represent the dream 我代表的汽车，我代表的是梦想

I represent respect, I'm representin my team 我代表的尊重，我representin我的团队

It's Mister PT aka Murda Man 这是先生PT又名Murda人

Ya pistol in ya car, my pistol in my hand 雅手枪雅的车，我在我的手中的手枪

And you can ask Chan, I shot a nigga van 而且你可以问陈，我拍了一个黑人面包车

Dont think you understand, I'm the fuckin Murda Man, Murda Man and 不要以为你明白了，我他妈的Murda人， Murda人与

   

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Stiiiiiiiill spinnin, empty my magazine Stiiiiiiiill在旋转，清空我的杂志

I jump off in my limousine and flee the scene 我在豪华轿车跳下，并逃离现场

This ain't the SWAT team, this ain't Lil Scrap n them 这不是特警队，这不是律废Ñ他们

I rep that hard shit and fuck a platinum 我代表处硬狗屎他妈的铂

And Little Jon, used to by homey, used to be my Ace 和小乔恩，以温馨的家庭使用，曾经是我的王牌

Now I wanna slap the the taste out ya mouth 现在，我要拍的滋味了雅口

Nigga down south I'm a legend 黑人南下我是传奇

When ya see me keep motherfuckin steppin 当你看见我保持娘的垫脚

And flexin, so what you gotta A at nigga 和flexin ，所以你的兄弟们得á

That don't mean shit to a south side killa 这并不意味着狗屎到南侧Killa的

Wussup Shay? wussup Tod? Wussup吉文？ wussup托德？

On that ass, Shady Park 在那屁股，遮荫公园

Murda, M-U-R-D-A Murda ， M- U- R-D -A

Im bustin shots at whoever in my way 谁在我的IM方式拍摄巴斯廷

Cockin my A-K, don't think they understand 科金我的A -K ，不认为他们明白

But I don't think they wanna fuck wit the Murda Man, Murda Man, and 但我不认为他们想他妈的机智的Murda人， Murda人，

   

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