Duck

[Chorus: [?] & Caddillac Tah]

(Duck!) Or run from the thang thang

I don' know if you ready for that bang bang

My hood to your hood, same game

And it gon' change, gangsters do yo thang

(Duck!) Or run from the thang thang

I don' know if you ready for that bang bang

My hood to your hood, same game

And it gon' change (Yea), gangsters do yo thang

[Verse 1: Caddillac Tah]

Tell me cash is the root of all evil and fetti talks

So if you ain't talking fetti, walk or meet the desert hawk, gang-ster, yea

You know the lac man, back hand, slicker than your average hustler plus

On the grind tryna line that cabbage up, coke

Baking soda and pot equal fast bucks

I'ma savage, get at us

If you disagree and don't believe it's m-u-r-d

E-r for life, I'm on a G4 flight

Gettin' high as a kite, burnin' that Northern lights

But I don't live in the hype, tear up the mic and give it to 'em like I should and put it down for the hood

You could throw me on any block and I'm good

Stop the whip, put it in park and twist the wood

Now that's boss, when you a boss you boss up, fuck a vest I wear my ratchet like it was my jacket

[Chorus: [?] & Caddillac Tah]

(Duck!) Or run from the thang thang

I don' know if you ready for that bang bang

My hood to your hood, same game

And it gon' change, gangsters do yo thang

(Duck!) Or run from the thang thang

I don' know if you ready for that bang bang

My hood to your hood, same game

And it gon' change (Yea), gangsters do yo thang

[Verse 2: Caddillac Tah]

[?] [?] [?] outta country, eattin' but still hungry

Gettin' that Bugs Bunny money tourin' the country

The persona of a thug, ladies love and want me, in a six

Ridin' on spinners like them niggas in Memphis

Nigga dig this, I handle my business

Them hammers'll spit quick, tryna violate the clique

Niggas hatin' and sick to they stomach but can't do nothin', we often runnin' a hundred miles no slowin' down

I bet'chu know it now

That we ain't goin' out like nuttin' but champs and the winner is

When my adrenaline get to pumpin' I'm ready to get shit poppin' and jump

Lift, cockin', I'm dumpin' and put a stop to ya frontin', that Caddy drop sunken

Like a pimp make them girls get down

On the floor like David Banner

From New York to Alabama we makin' it pop so bitch drop it like it's hot

[Chorus: [?], Caddillac Tah & Ja Rule]

(Duck!) Or run from the thang thang

I don' know if you ready for that bang bang

My hood to your hood, same game

And it gon' change, gangsters do yo thang

(Duck!) Or run from the thang (Uh) thang

I don' know (Yea) if you ready for that bang bang (Yea)

My hood to your hood (Yea), same game (Uh-huh)

And it gon' (Yo) change, gangsters do yo thang

[Verse 3: Ja Rule]

Gangstas time to get greasly

So I'ma throw these slugs like frisbees, so the dog could catch 'em out the mouth resus and breathe

Then stop, this is murda, hah

I'm rockin' five times on like Jacob watch

I'm so popular, bitches call me big poppa as I'm breezin' down a block in chopper like I'm Jimmy from Hoffa

Niggas wanna imposta my style but I'm watchin' ya

Get crazy, I'm poppin' ya, you feelin' me dog?

Tryna spit like I spit it but doin' it wrong

And stop askin' nigga, we ain't never gettin' along

Let's throw slugs back and forth 'till one us gone

Heaven or hell which one would you rather call home?

Hope you movin' like Mary and Jones when them slugs come flyin' outta that chrome

Aiming straight at your dome

Gangsters do gangsta shit and you fuckin' with the murderous Inc

Now how gangsta is this, biiiiiitch

[Chorus: [?] & Caddillac Tah]

(Duck!) Or run from the thang thang

I don' know if you ready for that bang bang

My hood to your hood, same game

And it gon' change, gangsters do yo thang

(Duck!) Or run from the thang thang

I don' know if you ready for that bang bang

My hood to your hood, same game

And it gon' change, gangsters do yo thang

[Outro: Ja Rule]

Uh, uh

Caddillac

Rule nigga

Uh the saga continues, Murda I-N-C, I-N-C, nigga, I see y'all niggas, ya bitch niggas

Woo

This that shit we do, you know what I mean?

We do it for all my niggas

All my niggas locked down in the motherfuckin' bing

Doin' it real time

What up my nigga Preme

My nigga Al Munday

Woo

All my gangsta niggas

Doin' it real

On the streets

This our weed nigga

This is our motherfuckin' drugs, this here music shit

And we poppin' big guns for this, nigga ya feel me?

Ain't nuttin' motherfuckin' comin' between me and this cash nigga

This cash, this [?] whatever the fuck you wan' call it

It's Murda Inc. shit

Holla

Rule nigga

Caddillac Tah

Uh, uh

You know