Y’all Heard of Me

Lyrics

[Intro: C-Murder] Tru Records Chopper City (Chop Chop) C-Murder, B.G., 'bout to do this thing, y'all heard of us Straight gutter, ya know? New Orleans, haha [Hook: C-Murder, B.G.] Now all y'all done heard of me Now I'm C-Murder I done done things y'all ain't never heard of Now I'm a fool, boy, call me a fulignan I'm willing to die for mine, I'm willing to die for mine Now all y'all done heard of me I'm B. Gizzle I done done things you bitch niggas scared to I smacked bitches, shot niggas Sold coke, caught cases, done it all I ain't talkin', I don't stunt at all [Verse 1: C-Murder] You don't wanna mess with that Glock, boy Test me with that Glock, you'll get popped, boy On the spot, money bustin' out my socks, boy It's hot and now these cops on my jock, boy I breaks bread with them baseheads I shows 'em love until they slip, then I trip, son It's bigger than drugs; they wanna label me a killer So don't push me, life is hard I'm tryna fill my own graveyard, the 3rd Ward A menace to society, like I'm a threat Y'all ain't met the real C yet, I'ma rep Ask Bumby, Wayne and Rich about me, it's realer than real I was josin' when Slim got killed, you know how I feel Just a shame the reaper came; who should I blame? Mytaius told me to be cool; you know I'm a fool Messing with you gorillaz will get your head bust Me and my homies we about that paper It's money we after, straight money makers Cut boyz could never be no fakers I spit that gangsta rap, forget that hip-hop I bump them gangsta-ass beats that make your head bop That make that iron cock and then that show stop Cause it's murda, murda, murda, murda 1-8-7 'cause I don't give a.. (Ssh, ssh) But they don't hear me, though [Hook: C-Murder, B.G.] Now all y'all done heard of me Now I'm C-Murder I done done things y'all ain't never heard of Now I done sold rocks, robbed blocks, murked [?] and done time I'm a fool, boy I'm willing to die for mine, I'm willing to die for mine Now all y'all done heard of me I'm B. Gizzle I done done things you bitch niggas scared to I smacked bitches, shot niggas Sold coke, caught cases, done it all I ain't talkin', I don't stunt at all [Verse 2: B.G.] If you don't know me, ask somebody you know and I bet they know This lil nigga quick to draw down and split ya or cut ya throat This lil nigga quick to handle his business and quick to creep This lil nigga ain't 'bout coppin' no plea or squashin' no beef This lil nigga keep a .40 up on him with a extension This lil nigga'll steal ya even when you payin' attention I'm a uptown gangsta, V.L. don When I die, bury me with Girbauds and a t-shirt on I'm a fool like that, I be walkin' through the hood With all my jewelry on, bitch niggas wonder how I do it I'm real, that's how I could, it gets no realer I got killas like jarnel just waitin' for me to spin 'em I was raised with gorillas and gangsters Killers and thugs - straight hustlers that'll touch you up These Chopper City niggas all true to the game You hear C or B.G. and gotta know them names, c'mon [Hook: C-Murder, B.G.] Now all y'all done heard of me Now I'm C-Murder I done done things y'all ain't never heard of Now I'm a fool, boy, call me a fulignan I'm willing to die for mine, I'm willing to die for mine Now all y'all done heard of me I'm B. Gizzle I done done things you bitch niggas scared to I smacked bitches, shot niggas Sold coke, caught cases, done it all I ain't talkin', I don't stunt at all Now all y'all done heard of me Now I'm C-Murder I done done things y'all ain't never heard of Now I done sold rocks, robbed blocks, murked [?] and done time I'm a fool, boy I'm willing to die for mine, I'm willing to die for mine Now all y'all done heard of me I'm B. Gizzle I done done things you bitch niggas scared to I smacked bitches, shot niggas Sold coke, caught cases, done it all I ain't talkin', I don't stunt at all [Outro: B.G. and C-Murder] B.G. where you at? Throw your hands up! (Throw your hands up!) Throw your hands up! (Throw your hands up!) Free C-Murder! Calliope, throw your hands up! Stomp for me Now jump for me Now bump for me Now stomp for me Throw your hands up! (Throw your hands up!) Throw your hands up! (Throw your hands up!) Free C-Murder! Calliope, throw your hands up! Stomp for me Now jump for me Now bump for me Now stomp for me Aha The N.O., V.L, CP3, for the Nolia You know TRU