Once In A While (Murder) letra

It's your boy Max Biggavel
We wavy, wavy baby, on the wave, oww
Why I always do that?
'Cause I had this over my head
So I said I figure you know
If I gotta go to trial, probably go [?]
And shout out to all my niggas out there
Holding it down, you know what I'm saying?
We was a part of something together my nigga
You killin' them, number one
Like he real wavey right now
And we always knew he was like that
It's no secret
[?] listen to him (Yeah)
[?] radio
Macaroni and Cheese
My brother, I'm telling them
I already know how it's gonna go down
You feel me?
Enough
You know what it is [?] (Woo)
Who god blessed and no man cursed?
Ahh

It's what ya all been waitin for
It's what ya all been waitin for
It's what ya all been waitin for, ain't it?
What people payin paper for?

It's what ya all been waitin for
It's what ya all been waitin for
It's what ya all been waitin for, ain't it?
What people payin paper for?

Murder
Cold blooded murder
Cold blooded murder
My money on the line
(Murder was the case that they gave me)

Murder
Cold blooded murder
Cold blooded murder
My money on the line
(Murder was the case that they gave me)

Getting shot up, then he got up
Came back then he lit the spot up
Homie hit the chart up
Moroccan boy, you sloppy boy
3 chains on, I be Rocky boy
Packs out the lobby boy
Nigga you can read on, East Tremont
Franks, got my feet on
With money I can lean on
Canary chain cold but still keep the heat on
Your bitch with the raccoon vest, Peter Pete on
Catch me at the game, hard wood where my feet on
Lookin for an actress on my wood I could skeet on
Mansion on the other hand, live from the mother land
2 straps on, east side where you rumbling

Murder
Cold blooded murder
Cold blooded murder
My money on the line
(Murder was the case that they gave me)

Murder
Cold blooded murder
Cold blooded murder
My money on the line
(Murder was the case that they gave me)

It's what ya all been waitin for
It's what ya all been waitin for
It's what ya all been waitin for, ain't it?
What people payin paper for?

It's what ya all been waitin for
It's what ya all been waitin for
It's what ya all been waitin for, ain't it?
What people payin paper for?

Alfred Hitchcock, two fear fist fight
Caught a nigga slippin for his chain and his wrist watch
Murder was the case that they gave me
I can't believe my boo bout to have my baby
F*ck, you outta luck, Mercedes truck
Pull up, distance, shoot better than Miller
Ducking from the narcs, Elsmere Crotona park
Out of control, now a nigga gon' control the market
Shoot outs and move out, ask the brick layers
Now I'm floor seats, talkin' to the bench players
Tell Mike Bibby, it's my city
Leave the game, hit green house, me and Diddy

Murder
Cold blooded murder
Cold blooded murder
My money on the line
(Murder was the case that they gave me)

Murder
Cold blooded murder
Cold blooded murder
My money on the line
(Murder was the case that they gave me)

Murder
Cold blooded murder
Cold blooded murder
My money on the line
(Murder was the case that they gave me)

Murder
Cold blooded murder
Cold blooded murder
My money on the line
(Murder was the case that they gave me)

It's what ya all been waitin for
It's what ya all been waitin for
It's what ya all been waitin for, ain't it?
What people payin paper for?