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C-Murder Lyrics

Album: Bossalinie

On My Enemies Lyrics

Put your guns up and show love 

To one of the greatest niggas in the game 

Tupac Shakur 

This my one time tribute 

You can tell by the hate in my eyes 

That I'ma ride 'till the day that I die 

(When we ride on my enemies) 

I bet you motherfuckers die when we ride on my enemies 

Got some static with some niggas 

On the other side of town 

And my big brother Kev' 

Yo he's a rider now 

What they want from us motherfuckin' TRU niggas 

Cause we cool niggas, now we do niggas 

And move niggas 

Am I wrong? Fools makin' songs 

Tryin' to sound like us 

Must we go on on that herone 

In the south I trust 

'Till I'm out that bus 

Then they die when the sun come 

Tryin' to bite lightnin' of the sky 

How many cry? 

Heard the industry was tryin' to finish me 

Look bitch, I got your drink 

It ain't no motherfuckin' henisey 

Then i wastched them playa haters die slow 

Eliminate all you bitches on my motherfuckin' stage show 

Glanced at my calacos 

Time to exterminate my foes 

I can't stand you hoes 

Remember this as a bitch slap 

My lyrics runnin, all you cowards out of gangsta rap 

When we ride on my enemies 

Chorus: 

You can tell by the hate in my eyes 

That I'm a Soldier 'till the day that I die 

(When we ride, when we ride on my enemies) 

I bet you motherfuckers die when we ride on my enemies 

Come take a journey to the Southside 

You can play the game, don't explain nigga time to die 

Now say goodbye 

Watch my eyes when I squeeze the trigger 

So right before you die 

You cry in front a bigger figure 

Now dry your eyes 

You was a gangsta when I couldn't get ya 

But now I'm free 

You got a hundred motherfuckers with ya(Hey) 

Pay attension, all you carbon copies 

You hella slopy 

And you mad cause the world jock me 

Ya never knock me 

How you fake motherfuckers heat it 

Like you in Hell 

Dumb niggas barely breathin' cause you see me livin' well 

(Hell) 

Now you don't really wanna be involved 

Cause when I bust 

You better trust I'm killin' all of ya'll 

Then ball, and tell the witness 

Keep they mouth closed 

Fuck around and get splanked 

By my motherfuckin' Tank Dogs 

Before I go make sure everybody heard 

Yo I meant every motherfuckin' word 

When we ride on my enemies 

Chorus: X5 

(Overlapping chorus) 

Rest in peace Tupac Shakur 

One of the realest, most illest 

Made motherfuckin' niggas in the game 

Or the rap industry, nigga 

Much love 

Thank you for that gangsta ass music you gave us nigga 

We gonna ride to that shit all the time 

Cause, uh, wasn't nobody really fuckin' with ya 

Cause they knew one thing 

You was gonna ride on 'em 

Ride on your motherfuckin' enemies 

By any means necessary nigga 

Ya heard me? 

Retaliation is necessary 

No Limit, for life 

For the realest 

Fuck the illest 

Peace
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