Tonite - Uncle Murda, Dave East

We don’t care if they strapped up, we got the drop tonight

We don’t miss when we shoot, niggas getting shot tonight

It’s summer time but we the ones making it hot tonight

Bet them old folks be callin' the cops tonight

(gun shots*) That’s all you gon' hear, nigga

Little kids gon' wake up outta their sleep all scared, nigga

(gun shots*) That’s all you gon' hear, nigga

Want to see a dead body?

Come with me over here, nigga

It’s MAC-11 and .40 Cals for the opposition

On the news or in the newspaper, you might see him get mentioned

Like two men gunned down last night in Brooklyn

As far as knowing who might of did it, police still looking

Homicide askin' questions, my name getting mentioned

They got me under surveillance, paying me close attention

I shot at police before so they feeling the tension

I’m Larry Davis, this ain’t going to be a easy apprehension

(bang, bang)

They ain’t got no evidence, it’s all speculation

They think I’m out here killin' niggas for recreation

I kill niggas and laugh when I saw they momma cryin'

That’s how it is in the jungle when you a fucking lion

If niggas get the drop on me, you think they gonna feel bad

Like, «Damn, Murda’s kids gonna grown up without they dad»

They ain’t gon' give two fucks and they shouldn’t, nigga

If my finger was on the trigger, I’d pull it, nigga

I’d make sure I hit me with every bullet, nigga

If you ain’t on it like that, don’t even pull it, nigga

Shoot to kill is what I’m saying if you know like I know

I know Carlito wishin' he would’ve killed Benny Blanco

‘Shoot them before they shoot me' is my mentality

Never back down from a nigga that challenge me

Shit you see in gangsta movies is my reality

I be talking that shit, niggas that locked up be proud of me

We don’t care if they strapped up, we got the drop tonight

We don’t miss when we shoot, niggas getting shot tonight

It’s summer time but we the ones making it hot tonight

Bet them old folks be callin' the cops tonight

(gun shots*) That’s all you gon' hear, nigga

Little kids gon' wake up outta their sleep all scared, nigga

(gun shots*) That’s all you gon' hear, nigga

Want to see a dead body?

Come with me over here, nigga

Cough up your blood just to see what it taste like

It look better lettin' it go when it’s broad daylight

Yo, Uncle Murda, we can’t find a nigga, «Get his uncle murder’d»

Bundle serving body for body

That’s just another person

We got sticks like we tryin' to build a tree house

Indictments left my name out

Certain shit I won’t speak about

You ever seen a body flip?

Headshot splash like water as I Dasani sip

The feds will never find the grip

I’m parked in front your son’s school trying to line your kid

He’s gonna tell me where your momma live

While I’m just polishin' M1

Scope came with it, don’t make no quick run

Leave it up to me to go handle it, I’m gonna get it done

Money on your head, type of shit we consider fun

Never breathe the same, they hit his lung, go get a gun (Gunshot)

Still got my GemStar, eat a nigga face up

My lawyer handle business now, go beat a nigga case up

You don’t really want the morgue havin' to do your make up

Havin' to get your suit fit, tailor made, we shoot shit

Woodgrain coffin, we cook ‘caine often

Never took chains off him, my crooks ain’t talking

Interrogations, got my mental racin'

I ain’t trying to be in Bellevue as no mental patient

We spin the block, a hundred shot, pray for whoever make it

And left ‘em without all they paper, they just left ‘em naked

It’s murder

We don’t care if they strapped up, we got the drop tonight

We don’t miss when we shoot, niggas getting shot tonight

It’s summer time but we the ones making it hot tonight

Bet them old folks be callin' the cops tonight

(gun shots*) That’s all you gon' hear, nigga

Little kids gon' wake up outta their sleep all scared, nigga

(gun shots*) That’s all you gon' hear, nigga

Want to see a dead body?

Come with me over here, nigga