That's Me
C-Murder Lyrics


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[C-Murder Talking]
That's(Fol')Me. That's Me.
Ya Dig? That's Me nigga. Check it out.

[Chorus]
You know that nigga that be strutin' like a thug
(That's Me)
That nigga mean muggin' in them club (That's Me)
You know that nigga, that just don't give a fuck
(That's Me)
And if you playin' wit that boy you betta duck (That's Me)

[Hook]
Cause you don't want to go to war wit me (war wit me)
I bring my dawgs wit me (dawgs wit me)
All my niggas they gon' fall wit me (fall wit me)
I'm from that CP3

[C-Murder]
It's the 2G plus, and I'ma get my shine on
And break it down like B12 and get my grind on
I'd never leave you hangin, so gimme dap dawg
I'd never play you close because I rap fol'
I'm from the south, yeah I'm strapped, and plus I'm slugged up
And keep movin' on that green and I get fucked up
I hope you niggas takin notes, so pay attention black
I'm the thug of all thugs, now picture that

repeat chorus and hook

[C-Murder]
This for all my dawgs, out there raisin' hell, brah
Stack yo chips, and make yo mail, brah
From Rolodex to Memorex, to sex on the beach
I disinfect niggas like bleach
Wit my .45 auto on my dresser, I betcha
I wet cha, if you try to step to me nigga
Wit that chop, chop, chop, TRU Records on top
Makin' CEO ends, in a Benz wit my friends
Sippin Hen', straight up out the bottle my nogga
Six deep, so don't you try to follow my nogga
I fuck wit P, and a rowdy nigga like Silkk too
That's my crew, forever nigga T-are-you

repeat chorus and hook

[C-Murder]
You see them plaques on the wall, we ball, we did that
The most stuck up, chicks you met, we hit that
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It's Cut Boy time, so let a thug nigga shine
You be like, maybe not 'see, or maybe so
I'm straight up, I say yeah dawg or nigga hell no
What I'm gon' do when I get outta jail?
My mind on my money, stack chips, and make mail
Uptown, Downtown, West Bound, I found all my rounds
Wit that pound from them Deadly Soundz
That's how I be, what you get, is what you see
Locked down or free, lil daddy, That's Me

repeat chorus and hook

[C-Murder Talking]
And they told me to stop thuggin'. You must be crazy.
That's Me. Ya'll better ask sumbody. This ain't no game
boy. TRU Records, Respect us. Forever. Peace Out.





(Computer voice)
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Overall Meaning

C-Murder's song "That's Me" is a declaration of his identity as a thug and a warning to anyone who tries to mess with him. He talks about his toughness and his loyalty to his crew, and he boasts about his success as a rapper. The chorus and hook of the song emphasize his bad-boy image and his willingness to fight, while the verses reveal some of the struggles and triumphs he's experienced. He mentions his time in jail, his love of money, and his deep connections to New Orleans and the rap game.


Throughout the song, C-Murder employs a bold and aggressive delivery, using his voice to emphasize the power of his words. The beat is heavy and forceful, matching the intensity of C-Murder's verses. The repetitiveness of the chorus and hook also adds to the song's energy, making it clear that C-Murder is not to be messed with.


Overall, "That's Me" represents a form of hip-hop that celebrates toughness and bravado. It's a song about survival, about rising to the top of a cutthroat industry, and about staying true to oneself and one's roots. Through his lyrics, C-Murder paints a vivid picture of his world and his identity, and he invites the listener to join him in his journey.


Line by Line Meaning

That's(Fol')Me. That's Me.
I'm introducing myself as C-Murder and confirming that everything else said about me in this song is true


Ya Dig? That's Me nigga. Check it out.
I'm asking my audience (my nigga) to confirm that they recognize me for who I am


You know that nigga that be strutin' like a thug
I'm the guy who walks confidently and looks tough


(That's Me)
I'm emphasizing that the above line describes me


That nigga mean muggin' in them club
I'm the person who stares at others in the club and looks angry or intimidating


You know that nigga, that just don't give a fuck
I'm the guy who does whatever he wants without caring about the consequences


And if you playin' wit that boy you betta duck
If you mess with me, you better be ready to face the consequences


Cause you don't want to go to war wit me (war wit me)
I'm a fighter and you don't want to be on the opposite side


I bring my dawgs wit me (dawgs wit me)
I have my loyal friends with me wherever I go


All my niggas they gon' fall wit me (fall wit me)
My friends are ready to fight and die for me if needed


I'm from that CP3
I'm from Calliope Projects in New Orleans


It's the 2G plus, and I'ma get my shine on
It's the year 2000, and I'm going to succeed and prosper


And break it down like B12 and get my grind on
I'm going to work hard and make money like the vitamin B12


I'd never leave you hangin, so gimme dap dawg
You can always count on me, so give me a high five, friend


I'd never play you close because I rap fol'
I won't backstab you because I'm true to my words as a rapper


I'm from the south, yeah I'm strapped, and plus I'm slugged up
I'm from southern U.S, I carry weapons, and I have bulletproof clothing


And keep movin' on that green and I get fucked up
I keep making money and sometimes I get high


I hope you niggas takin notes, so pay attention black
You should learn from me, so listen carefully


I'm the thug of all thugs, now picture that
I'm the most badass thug and you can imagine how cool that is


This for all my dawgs, out there raisin' hell, brah
This song is dedicated to all my friends who are causing trouble out there


Stack yo chips, and make yo mail, brah
Make money and get rich, guys


From Rolodex to Memorex, to sex on the beach
I have a lot of experiences, from using Rolodex to Memorex products, to having sex on the beach


I disinfect niggas like bleach
I clean up anyone who gets in my way, like how bleach disinfects things


Wit my .45 auto on my dresser, I betcha
I keep a gun on my dresser to protect myself


I wet cha, if you try to step to me nigga
I'll shoot you if you try to confront me, man


Wit that chop, chop, chop, TRU Records on top
I'm representing my record label TRU Records with my music


Makin' CEO ends, in a Benz wit my friends
I'm making a lot of money and riding a fancy car with my buddies


Sippin Hen', straight up out the bottle my nogga
I'm drinking Hennessy straight from the bottle, my friend


Six deep, so don't you try to follow my nogga
We're six people in the car, don't try to follow us, friend


I fuck wit P, and a rowdy nigga like Silkk too
I collaborate with Master P and other aggressive rappers like Silkk


That's my crew, forever nigga T-are-you
That's my crew, always and forever, man


You see them plaques on the wall, we ball, we did that
We're successful and have earned awards, we're living the good life


The most stuck up, chicks you met, we hit that
We've been with the most arrogant and difficult women and still scored them


see-P-3.Com, beat for beat, rhyme for rhyme
My website has my latest music, all with great rhythm and lyrics


It's Cut Boy time, so let a thug nigga shine
It's time to get the spotlight, let me, the most badass rapper, shine


You be like, maybe not 'see, or maybe so
You might doubt my credibility or agree with my claims


I'm straight up, I say yeah dawg or nigga hell no
I'm honest, I'll confirm what's true and deny what's false, bro


What I'm gon' do when I get outta jail?
When I get out of prison, what am I going to do?


My mind on my money, stack chips, and make mail
I'm going to focus on earning money and getting rich


Uptown, Downtown, West Bound, I found all my rounds
I have fans and connections from all neighborhoods in New Orleans


Wit that pound from them Deadly Soundz
I have a gun from the recording studio, Deadly Soundz


That's how I be, what you get, is what you see
I am who I am, what you see is what you get


Locked down or free, lil daddy, That's Me
Whether I'm in jail or outside, I'm the same guy, my friend


And they told me to stop thuggin'. You must be crazy.
Some people advised me to stop being a thug, but that's ridiculous


Ya'll better ask sumbody. This ain't no game boy.
Ask anyone who knows me, I'm the real deal, this is not a joke


TRU Records, Respect us. Forever. Peace Out.
Respect my record label TRU Records, always and forever, peace out


see-P-3.Com
The title of my website where you can find my music




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: KELLEY LOVELACE, LEE MILLER

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