Chorus: (Benzino)

Come with me lets (Murder)
Follow me to (Murder)
Come with me lets (Murder)
Follow me to (Murder)
La la la la la la la (Murder)
La la la la la la la (Murder)

(Mr. Gzus)
It's a thrill to me that you niggas want to kill me
I think you all know this saga
They mad cause they wish they had the shit that I had
I'm fucking there babies moma
My soldiers salute with their guns high
Aim and they'll shoot you with one try
I never understood why, niggas snitch and bitches lie
How a motherfucker gonna testify
When he's doing the same shit that I'm doing?
Yap to the feds for a little bit of bread
Now The whole fucking game is ruined
A lot of these niggas are two faced
They need to use glue for they tooth paste
They better strap up or get their boots laced
Or get victim of a 44 shell case
Your bitch said she like the way my dick taste
Now the hoe back up in your face
To the rules of the game you're a disgrace
Never trust no bitch in the first place
Me and Big Sco came to blast these hoes'
Who can't keep shit on the hush
When we come, guns bust
Ruckus hit the dust, it's only us

Chorus:

(Big Sco)
These niggas want drama?
Who the fuck these busta testing
Bout to teach em a lesson, when I get to blesson
Wit the motherfucking smi