Ma$e
Return of the Murda
[Intro]
I know why we don't get along
I know why we don't get along
It's lonely at the top n***a
You hear the echo?
Let's go n***a
N***as playin' with me, man
Push my back against the wall, man
Whoo Kid let's get it!
G-Unit!
Heh heh heh heh
Yeah you know nig
Nobody wanna know about you n***a
That's why they always askin' 'bout me, n***a
They wanna know me, n***a (Yeah)
That's why they ask you about me, they wan' know 'bout (Yeah) me, n***a (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse]
Yo how could you not remember me I put you in the industry
Gave you n***as a flow and now you actin' finicky (I see you)
Man, anything at the bar, two chains, three bracelets on, is probably just mimicking me (Ha ha)
I'm what the game never seen [?] [?] [?] [?] [?] [?] the new [?] wit a lean
It don't take much to drop a Dutch on a Kerosene (Kerosene)
You a rookie, I'm a vet and I could carry any team
N***as like broads, always makin' they comments, I paved the way
N***as should be payin' me homage (I hear you Loon) and carry
[?] [?] [?] [?] I love beef
So n***a just [?] say I'm Islamic, you be happy I turned reverend or seven to eleven, I'm front of 7Eleven wit a brand new Mac-11
[?] in my direction no I probably wouldn't pray
Better yet I probably wouldn't play, I probably be in the kitchen wit your misses, wrap a body with Yay
Buy my cars in Mami while I shop in L.A
With the [?] [?] that put Gotti away so n***a is you copyin' Ma$e or copyin' Jay?
Make up your mind, I take you n***as eight at a time
See how many you could take from this 9, I make so much cake, what I [?] I see what n***as sayin' no mind
Tryna get the n***a Ma$e to resign, now need I say
The coupe color probably nine millimeter grey, front on me that be the day, stunt on me you eat a K
I'm to the point [?] is my extra car parked house, penthouse overlook the reservoirs better I pray for 'em than lay for 'em
Polish the AK for 'em and make the block hot as May for 'em
[Outro]
Yeah
Yo Whoo Kid I'm in a catch twenty-two
Try not to catch twenty-two
If I go to church n***as say I'm takin' the money
If I come in the game n***as say I'm takin' the money
No matter where I'm at it's like I'm takin' the money
So just leave it at that, n***a I'm takin' the money
Y'all don' woke the beast up, I was sleep
I ain't gon' even lie to ya'll n***as I was sleep
I was snoring, I was in a coma
But now I smell aroma n***a money's in the air
Let's do it
Who wanna do it with the kid?
Ha ha
Y'all don't want me y'all better stop playin', man
Anything you could put on my head I could match it, n***a
And then spot you twenty, n***a
Murda