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C-Murder

Corey Miller (born March 9, 1971), better known by his stage name C-Murder, is an American rapper and convicted murderer. C-Murder is the brother of both Master P and Silkk the Shocker, and uncle of rapper-actor Romeo. C-Murder has released eight albums altogether on three different labels, No Limit Records, Tru Records, and Asylum Records. His first platinum album was Life or Death, which was released in 1998. He is currently serving life imprisonment following his conviction for a second degree murder committed in 2002. C-Murder is the first uncle of Romeo Miller and Cymphonique Miller. C-Murder used to date R&B singer Monica. more »

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1999

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This goes out to all my thug niggas and bitches out there (soldiers) 
At ease solute see MURDER all the motherfuckin' riders out there 
Representin' its motherfuckin' no limit up 
Bout it bout it rowdy rowdy 
Slodiers Soldiers Soldiers Soldiers 
Huh nigga what I'm a soldier (we soldiers) 
Huh nigga what we soldiers (we soldiers) 
Huh nigga what we soldiers (we soldiers) 
I'm a soldier (I'm a soldier) 
Huh nigga what I'm a soldier (I'm a soldier) 
Huh nigga what I'm a soldier (I'm a soldier) 
Huh nigga what I'm a soldier (I'm a soldier) 
All I want to be is a soldier (I'm a soldier) 
I'm a motherfuckin' No Limit Soldier 
[C-Murder] 
I'm a no limit soldier 'til I'm dead you can't worry me 
I represent the tank 'til a bitch nigga bury me 
TRU on my back initiated in blood 
Bout it niggas start fightin' when I walk in the club 
You could tell I'm a soldier by my army fatigues 
And you could I'm a killer by the way a nigga bleed 
Forever TRU I'm gone roll to your motherfuckin' city 
If I come to a show I've got a hundred thugs with me 
Scream No Limit 'cause I'm in it I represent it 
I never met a tank dawg that didn't business 
Nigga we killers by niggas countin' millions in paper 
Luteinent of a label full of soldiers nigga 
Huh nigga what we soldiers 
Huh nigga what we soldiers 
[Master P] 
Nigga nigga nigga mercenary killers street hustlers and dealers 
Nigga ghetto millionaires captains, colonels, luteinents 
We packin' G's niggas stackin' Ki's niggas M-16 .45 AK's niggas 
Follow me dumpin' niggas study humpin' I ain't Donald Trump 
But I keep the ghetto niggas and bitches jumpin' 
Huh nigga what we soldiers 
Huh nigga what we soldiers 
[Silkk the Shocker] 
Let's get ready to fuckin' rumble 
I'm a No Limit soldier nigga that's who 
Tank around my neck represent respect nigga 
Bout it full of fuckin' tattoos 
Am I ??? its the drugs and bud nigga clique for the common soldier 
Drug dealers real niggas and thugs 
'cause I'm bitch I'm a soldier fool I thought I told ya 
Ammunition fully loaded camoflauged Range Rover 
Against all odds Tru niggas don't fall nigga we ball 
Nigga army fatigue nigga weed up in my draws 
You don't want to take no poor wreck in my hand holdin' your bag 
About ??? throw up your soldier rag 
Nigga when the tank come through put some depth 
In you motherfuckin' step 
F*ck the rep I'm a soldier toldja that's 211 
[Fiend] 
War war in this Fiend I'm a surviving soldier 
You could tell by my breed or my feed 'cause if I bleed 
Its a color fatigues see my greed keep me hungry 
I'm a No Limit spar want to get it on 
When your gone blows have the tank up on your lawn 
Was born to bust out niggas protectin' my people 
Ain't no sequel blastin' and rappin' and my fool and I'm lethal 
They gone understand how to keep us so planned 
And how the f*ck we stay on billboards more than the Marlboro man 
We soldiers 
Huh nigga what we soldiers 
Huh nigga what we soldiers 
[Mac] 
And to them fake soldiers below the street lights 
We watch them die holdin' their riches and they bitches 
Diggin' up ditches for the snitches in this ghetto 
Will it happen makin' some white rappin' checkin' out my toes 
Tell my hoes I never rest 'til they murder my foes 
When a cop done shot when a cop done dug and I watched 
Them bullets snatch me lookin' at my camoflauge 
Makin' sure they didn't blast me 
When I die bury me in my camoflauge 'cause I'll be down with 
My thug motherfuckers other niggas ride 'til its over 
We gone live and breath soldiers 
[Mia-X] 
I'm still on more times tryin' pay the bills with ryhmes 
Criminal thoughts makes my nine in the picture much clearer 
Its the biggest diva mama cat off the top 
Open shot on your block and drop the shit your system's got 
What no limit soldiers kickin' up dust in your face 
Rowdy rowdy when we march in the place we face 
None nigga don't you ever come fucked up 
Tryin' stun off flex you get more hoes than a hair net 
Miss X be the one Tru soldiers call mama 
Drama regulator lyrical lady alligator 
Fade ya motherfuckers now whatcha whatcha want do 
Bitch we comin' through bout to run over you we Tru 
Huh nigga what we soldiers 
Huh nigga what we soldiers 
[Big Ed] 
Steel toed boots camoflauged down with the soldier strut 
???? get out the way niggas duck nigga what 
Guerilla warfare should of had your ass about there 
With this impact display rip through backs and still we get some where 
Oh yea nigga what you gone do step to the tank 
Have niggas fight on who gone shoot you 
Big Ed is a captain atain hut sloute carry on as you were 
Gettin' rowdy with the tank dawg troops 
[Kane & Abel] 
When the tank roll up its like ten bombs blown up 
My military comrads don't give a single solitary f*ck 
Pull the gat off the shelf niggas gone shit on they shelf 
My warriors want more war mentality drug dealin' 
Fatality f*ck your feelings use my gun for proficent killings 
P gave the order Kane & Abel is willin' 
Spittin' ammunition leavin' loved ones missin' 
Come out this week we pistol whippin' makin' sure you listen 
WE soldiers 
Huh nigga what we soldiers 
Huh nigga what we soldiers 
[Mystikal] 
I'm a buffalo soldier smokin' dolja 
.45 caliber armered pistol when I load I could stop a bull dozer 
March there with my army I get marched over before 
You disrepect me you better server a hundred octobers in Angola 
Who as you were bitch stay still lay low 
You better fuckin' knock a hole in your A-O 
I'm marchin' with my AK one two three 
Ya'll niggas want to be like us but it ain't gone be 
Huh nigga what we soldiers

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