Featuring Mystikal




4x: Mmm Mmmmmm




[Mac]



Soldier Rag On My Eye Soldier Fit On My Frame



I Scream "Whoa" When I Come Through Makin That MAC 11 Sang



If I'm Dyin Bad Don't Tell My Folks I Wasn't No Joke When I Blasted



Wrap Me Up In Camoflauge And Put That Tank On My Casket



That Nigga Was Hip Hop That Nigga Was Gangsta



That Nigga Was Tall That Nigga Was Slim



That Nigga Was Shell Shocked You Wouldn't Want F**k With Him



I Hung With Killas, I Hung With Soldiers, I Hung With Gs



I Hung With Thugs, I Hung With Them Niggas Who Probably Wanted To Murder



Me



F**kas, I Cross My Heart And Pull The Trigger



Dear God If I Die, Let Me See The Eyes Of My Killa, So I Can Haunt That



Nigga



Poppa Shot Me Through The Rubber



He Knew That I Would Be A Young Bad Muthaf**ka



When I




Chorus (2x): Murder, Murder (murder, Murder)



Kill, Kill (kill, Kill)



Shit's Real (shit's Real)



On The Battlefield (on The Battlefield)




[Mystikal]



I Said I'm Sick And Tired Of Tellin You Niggas I'm Not That Nigga To



Play With



They Thinkin That They Can Tell Me Whatever They Want And I Ain't Gon



Say Shit



I Guess I'm Supposed To Be Lettin You Call Me Bitches And Hoes To My



Face



Just Look At Ya, Let Ya F**k Over Me, Ignore Ya, Then Go By My Way



Cut It Out, Stop That, Unless Ya Got That Feelin



However, Wherever, Whenever Ya Ready, I'm That Nigga



You Said, "f**k No Limit" Then The Next Thing You Heard Was (*@$#%)



"Ow!"



That Was Me Whippin The F**k Out That Bitch In The ?Waffle House?



Look At You Now, I'm Warnin You Nigga Wherever You F**k Up Right There



I'm Shuttin You Down, I'm Tellin You I