Shit Gets Ugly

Lyrics

[Intro: Irv Gotti] Ohhhhhhh shit Fuckin' with me **Gun shot sounds** [Verse 1: Tah Murdah] Permanently dedicated to the street shit Creep the gat that spit quick and fuck with Killers who keep clips to heat shit When there's murder involved There's a lot of niggas bluffin' Holdin' an arsenal of guns and never bustin' Screamin' at the top of they lungs but sayin' nuthin' But I styrofoam lies with quiet and blaze nuthin' What the fuck y'all want Cowards we ain't cut from the same cloth You a 5M6 nigga, I ride your bitch nigga You fuck with the wrong one this time And I promise you You be the next nigga they pay homage to And they gonna find you somewhere in a vacant lot With the garbage, I'm a murderer so I'm heartless I drop the top on the CL420 as I Swallow Henny, gettin' head from your hunnie And before I let you hit me, I hit you And split you, leavin' you for the paramedics to get you [Chorus: Tah Murdah & Black Child] When shit gets ugly It's back to the block fuckin with them custies We gonna lock shit down I'm a nigga so you know you can't trust me When shit gets ugly We got bitches that transport pounds We gonna lock shit down Murder them niggas, murder them now [Verse 2: Black Child] I spit venomous murderous shit with the innocence Of a child, in the penal, foul, and official Futuristic, chick shit, black big dick From mistresses, we roll triple sixes That's back-to-back Benzes, my friends is my enemies They feel the energy like it's ten of me Murder's the remedy when the henny's in me I'm unfriendly in the club where the women be Sippin Italy, feelin' me, killin' me, for the Benji's Not the broads in my bed I can't front, I love them whores that give me head I like my presidents dead, and I can't stand the feds I got mansions with saunas, while niggas on the corner And laughin' at the police when they can't find my burner I like cars with a stash box, cash, and drop-top I smash the block, nigga blast the cops [Chorus: Tah Murdah & Black Child] When shit gets ugly It's back to the block fuckin with them custies We gonna lock shit down I'm a nigga so you know you can't trust me When shit gets ugly We got bitches that transport pounds We gonna lock shit down Murder them niggas, murder them now [Verse 3: Vita] When shit gets ugly, in the purse where the snub be Murderous bitch, give a fuck if you hate or love me Feel you above me, bitch but down inside What chick you know hit strips and broke down fives Cut family ties, so deep into my slug's eyes Analyze my crimes as I rise, and I Solemnly swear to never turn state You right bitch I'm a murder mommy for life [Verse 4: Ja Rule] Yeah, Yeah May the lord be with niggas who shout my name in vain I'm a Murderer motherfucker, you nigga, loose change I get head in the whip, probably from your bitch Cause she's a ho like yourself, and it's makin' me sick From the pimps that cue the pulpit like Don Bishop I pimp on hoes religiously, shorty are you hearin' me Good sense to keep a nigga in dark tints But it won't stop the hollows comin' through the fence Forget about it, gangsta shit get intense And you soundin' like a homo nigga who ride dicks Every joint you make got a name in your mouth What you gobblin' nuts nigga, with my posters out Nigga read about it The Murderous I.N.C., courtesy of the nigga I. Gotti Nigga hear about it From your hood to my hood, from my block to your block Fuck around and get shot, nigga [Chorus: Tah Murdah & Black Child] When shit gets ugly It's back to the block fuckin with them custies We gonna lock shit down I'm a nigga so you know you can't trust me When shit gets ugly We got bitches that transport pounds We gonna lock shit down Murder them niggas, murder them now