Statute of Limitations - Uncle Murda, 50 Cent

Oh yeah, this the Lanny Grant Story nigga

Oh, if you a real nigga, you need to roll up some' to this, nigga

Drink some Hennessey, nigga

See one of your man just locked up somebody, nigga

Are we on real nigga time, nigga?

(Whoa)

We done killed a few live niggas

A whole bunch of lame niggas

If it wasn’t for that statute of limitation, I’d say them niggas names, nigga

My niggas like you crazy (I know)

You talkin' real crazy

Don’t let that rap shit go to your head

They would throw yo' black ass right in the feds

Fuck them niggas be killed, they supposed to be dead (Fuck 'em)

It was them or us, so we them in the head

Fuck being broke, we supposed to get bread

You know what I do, if I get caught I’ma go to the feds

You think I give a fuck about a rap nigga?

Being mad 'cause I dissed 'em on a track nigga

From where if he ain’t from 'round here, get him gat, nigga

Don’t call me to get it back nigga

Like Sean Kingston, you ain’t gonna get it back nigga

We ain’t doin' it here how Meech was doin' it, but we doin' it (BMF)

We don’t pull out guns unless we shootin' it (Bang Bang)

Shoot to kill no play shit, broke Mac don’t spray right when we spray shit

Kids outside, broad day shit

Only ones dying, thats the niggas we came to hit

We done killed a few lives niggas

A whole bunch of lame niggas

If it wasn’t for that statute of limitation, I’d say them niggas names, nigga

My niggas like you crazy (I know)

You talkin' real crazy

Don’t let that rap shit go to your head

They would throw yo' black ass right in the feds

Niggas said they with this shit, don’t know what this shit about

Dope boy in a drought, aye nigga, go a different route

Like them gold fronts, nigga, spit 'em out

You gon' make me hit you right here in this Waffle House

Fear is a option, danger is real

Go ahead, play tough guy and get your ass killed

Niggas was talking 'bout Boo Boo, sayin' «My man dropped him»

The party was jumpin' when I pop them

Next day, niggas was talkin' with a different tone (shit)

Why niggas ain’t telling I get my name known

Fuck you thought, when a nigga got a bone to pick

Hit ya with that hollowtip, better corner cheap

I’m a hustler my nigga, I get to the bread

I don’t know none 'bout no nigga been shot in the head

Niggas sayin' I hit him, that’s not what I did

Do me a solid

Say that if you talk to the feds

We done killed a few lives niggas

A whole bunch of lame niggas

If it wasn’t for that statute of limitation, I’d say them niggas names, nigga

My niggas like you crazy (I know)

You talkin' real crazy

Don’t let that rap shit go to your head

They would throw yo' black ass right in the feds

God don’t care 'bout them niggas we kill, they in hell, nigga

But police want throw us in the jail, nigga

Mad 'cause nobody won’t tell, nigga

No witnesses, no fingerprints on the shells, nigga (haha)

So they lock us up with no bail, nigga

Barely write letters, they reading through niggas mail, nigga

My man like, «What the fuck is you doin'

In the studio writin' song about niggas we shootin'

Can’t make this up, it’s 3 in the morning B

My man stopped my engenieer from recordin' me

«Fuck what they think they know, they can’t prove shit»

He like: «I hear you my nigga, but this ain’t how we do shit»

I know he right, but I don’t want to hear it

I’m spittin' in police face and I’m hopin' they’re hearin'

Black lives matter, I’ve done took that nigga

Before I said a nigga name, bring the hook back, nigga

We done killed a few lives niggas

A whole bunch of lame niggas

If it wasn’t for that statute of limitation, I’d say them niggas names, nigga

My niggas like you crazy (I know)

You talkin' real crazy

Don’t let that rap shit go to your head

They would throw yo' black ass right in the feds