Murder Worth (Funky Town)

Hood ventures, had my share of crazy ass livin'

Whippin' through the project blocks, hot like crazy ass women

Cops dippin' up and down the hill, always had to guard your grill

Not to many people real, just shady ass bitches

All slavin' after riches, act suspicious, get called out

Strapped, hood militias, body armor like Fallout

Livin' like apocalypse, Pistol P kept a lot of clips

T and D pushed the dope, they were bringin' in a lot of chips

Profits trickled to my pockets, but I kept to flippin' green

Claiming east, causing problems, lot of locals dissin' me

TL dropped the ball, left hanging didn't give a fuck

Me and Boo C on the porch, vs. thirty, wasn't givin' up