[Lil´ Mo]
Some gangsta s***, hit me
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah (Murder Inc)
Yeah yeah yeah (Blackground)
Yeah yeah yeah (Dave Bing)

1 - [Lil´ Mo]
Somebody gon´ ride tonight
Somebody gon´ die tonight
Somebody´s momma gon´ cry tonight

Cuz it´s murda, murda
Somebody gon´ bleed tonight
My n***** gon´ eat tonight
Somebody´s goin´ six feet tonight
Cuz it´s murda, murda

[Dave]
Ya better bring your vest, 16 when you f****** wit Bing
You can try to be smooth in between, or you can scream
Sound wack, the crowd won´t bounce to that
And you´ll be f****** up the crew, changin´ the mood
And that´s rude, and my thugs wanna eat ya food
Drink ya milkshake, after that, s***faced
And let ya n***** know you been a cornball from the get-go
The day you blow Shaq, make all his free throws
Let ´em go, bring the f*** fast or slow
Even put it in ya ass if you tell me so
Toe to toe, you can lose your deal and your h*
Now it´s hard to pay your car note and buy you some smoke
And send ya man some commonsary, now he´s startin´ to worry
Sayin´ "Stay away from Bing and 118
They really put it down, really put n***** in the ground"
And ya really lucky if ya only gotta be down

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[Dave]
Yeah
Confidence, ya need a whole lot of it
To bang with Bing, in 2 bars, I could spoil ya dream
Gettin´ mean, that could lead to things
Like me comin´ for ya in the middle of the night
With all black on, all ya could see is the red light
The 4-4 special, got´cha hopin´ God´ll bless you
Girl wants to get you, once the bullets start to catch you
Game´s over soldier, don´t ya see the f****** Range Rover
With Bing in it, 10 more trucks with 118 in it
I started rappin´ cuz there´s cream in it
But I still keep a crack house with 5 or 6 fiends in it
A ring with the bling bling in it
And my brand new truck, like the way I laid in it
Stop at the store, leave the keys in it
Dare you to leave in it
Bing´ll make you believe in it
You´ve got a?, put some trees in it

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[Dave]
We the hard rock between ya´ll legs
I see the red spot, thug not
All it takes is one shot to make your head rot
Take you out your spot
While at ´em, Woodstock askin ´bout Bing on the block
The cops sell cracks in blue tops
Nickels the size of dimes
Y´all cowards must be out of your minds
Thinkin´ that Dave Bing won´t shine
This ain´t the first time I cut???
Grind the lactose slow, mix it in with the coke
Bought a quarter pound of weed and let the whole block choke
Stuck the 9 out, stuck it down your g****** throat
When it was least expected, made ´em get butt naked

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[Dave]
52 states, BJ
IG, Joe Mo, Barry Hinkleson
Murder Inc., 118
Queens, 52 states, get caked
C, C, C, C mothaf****** Gotti