Yeah, yeah, you [unverified], it's Papa Rue
(4 real)
And tha Hot Boys puttin' it down for cash money
Come down

Have you ever heard of a Murda, Bloody Murda
The Hot Boys come one time, how many say Murda
Bloody Murda, Cash Money packing the low iron

Head bussa, Wigsplitter one time
Hot Boys commiting crime
Head Bussa, wigsplitter two times
Just feel the heat of me low iron

Blah to your face, hollow tips go chase
Drum rates erase, everyday in the face
(4 real)

I, I, shoot 1st, slugs leave quickly
She test me, plenty, *****z gon' bleed
(Yeah, yeah)

Under the position of blood and Crystylle
Hittin' a ***** section with guns leavin' it foul
Blow out cha sky's you coming bak with the guns
Lil' bads yell, hot to the top of my lungs

Same ***** that a hit you set beat you son
(4 real)
You know me lil' shorty Meacita's son

Lil' Wayne *****, Calleon, H O T, B O Y, U P T soldier
Can't stop me with the bullets I throw, and the K's I tote
And the weed I smoke and the corners I done sew
Who, you not ready uh, uh not now, not then, not ever

Now bomb clear the spot, better back off, 'fore I blast off
Put my mask on and watch I, I act a dawg
Ya'll wanted beef and what we made it worse
3 steps shoot pah, ***** we shoot 1st

Have you ever heard of a Murda, Bloody Murda
The Hot Boys come one time, how many say Murda
Bloody Murda, Cash Money packing the low iron

Head bussa, Wigsplitter one time
Hot Boys commiting you crime
Head Bussa, wigsplitter two times
Just feel the heat of me low iron

It's a dirty world, gotta play the game for what it's worth
I was taught the way to survive a shoot out is to shoot 1st
That first draw daily it a leave you *** in the hoarse
And I refuse to be the one on the T-shirt

Now Lil' Turk you got the AK?
(He say for sure I got it)
Lil' Wayne you drivin'?
(B.G. you know I'm drivin')

Juve put your camouflage *****, tonight we ridin'
These *****z that's playin' with us, like flys they gone be droppin'
We burnin' block like a forest fire burn *****
Them chopper bullets melt you body open burn *****

Like a perm sittin' in a hoe hair to long burn *****
Beefin' with the Hot Boys, I hope you people got insurance *****
It's gone be 187 after 187, it's gone be blukah after blukah
On my mack 11, every time I hit a *****, set the seen
Get worse you heard me, ***k all that stuntin'
Duck, 'cause I'm shoot 1st ya heard me

Have you ever heard of a Murda, Bloody Murda
The Hot Boys come one time, how many say Murda
Bloody Murda, Cash Money packing the low iron?

Head bussa, wigsplitter one time
Hot Boys commiting you crime
Head Bussa, wigsplitter two times
Just feel the heat of me low iron

When I shoot 1st, erasing every ***** on your set
Two Timer, my thug name I be thuggin' in black
More artillery than an army have reala
Serving you block you get caught be the one to killa

Settin' no hesitation in my per finger
(Cash Money Crew)
When my guns bang it be singing like a sanger
Head banger shottin' *****z like a sarenge

Wanna play games, well say hello to my friend Frankie
The ***** who working with 50 shots can't run
Can't hide, so you automatically got
Nonstop, it becoming with full speed

*****, that's what you get ***king with a ***** like me
Tha H.B. hot boys from C.M.R.
Like Juv, ***k with us it a be no tomorrow
Think we playin', and test us bad *****
It a be you *** one more ***** who will get a figure

Have you ever heard of a Murda, Bloody Murda
The Hot Boys come one time, how many say Murda
Bloody Murda, Cash Money packing the low iron?

Head bussa, Wigsplitter one time
Hot Boys commiting you crime
Head Bussa, wigsplitter two times
Just feel the heat of me low iron

Now a ***** was makin' cake rolls by the case loads
Kept a chopper with a arm fold wherever I go
And I always had to hustle and I could go head
I was snatching by the truck loads all in your ****

My mommy used to tell me, you gotta slow down
But I didn't wanna hear **** 'cause I was a clown
Look I done showed you lil' *****z, I done mold you lil' *****z
You besta not play with me 'cause look, I done told you lil' *****z

I ain't the one my nerves bad, I move quick
That was Potna that you killed, what's happening with you *****
I hit 'em bam bam, two to the chest
Bam bam, two to the head, bam on through the neck

I looked up, now which one of you *****es wanna be next
I picked the case and then I broke through the Jects
Damn them *****es saw me, I hope they don't talk
But if I think they gon' talk, believe they ain't gonna walk

You see these golds, these diamonds
All these houses, these Jews, they got *****z
Trying to jack and I'm acting a ***king fool
I know that everyday I gotta protect my naps
I know that a ***** wait'n trying to put it in my lap
(Shoot 1st)

Have you ever heard of a Murda, Bloody Murda
(Papa Rue is a reggae type rapper, just flow with it)