Lyrics:
murder
Nigga, I'm trying to murk you when I come back busting
Nigga, my gun go off don't try to say I'm tripping
When I get to flipping and I smack
Know what happened man
U Know what happened
I be in the kitchen cleaning dirty dishes
Murder scene turn you into a Witness
White teeth like I been
aim's on him, my man Kurt died the blames on him
You better believe him, killin niggaz dead for this dream
By any means I'm deadin your team, destroyin
I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up
take care of me
I live my life day by day, on the clock, G
But that's life, shit, and it don't quit
Straight up, holmes (What's up man?)
I'm no nigga
GT aye
Aye, look say
Turn me, aye turn me up a little yeah
Man look
I don't give a fuck if I'm recording
Marcus You Killin' The Beat
Ain't no
the Taz
see Murder been known to keep the rocks up in the skillet man
Waitin on a kilo they eight I'm straight you dig
What you need ten
"I'm low down and dirty, but not ashamed"
I'm low down and I'm shifty!
And if you hear a man that sounds like me smack him
And ask him where
featuring see Murder
Verse 1 (C Murder)
I guess its bout time for me to pay my dues
Just got shot got blood on my shoes
[Verse 1]
Why the fuck you wanna murder me?
Your punk ass never heard of me
I never did nothin' to your family
Still you wanna kill a young nigga
chickens, you the bait, you a dead man
O-O-On Bouldacrest, right by the Texaco
So Icy WalkDog, 1017 Eskimo
Just like a spot, Poolie told him, "Let him go"
Gotta go with the fiends and in the click is a no no.
Gotta make that money man,
Gimme all my change, it's a murder thing, now
Even in the dummy game,
shit, I make the rules that I live by
In and out the house, late at night, and plus I got high
The homies influenced me to be the G of all G's
mayor of the town
See-Murder and Wango got the jets on lock
And me and Silkk, we the new f**king keys to the block
[Chorus 2X: Master P]
[Master P]
You
fucking heartless
So I got a choppa and I'm cool with murder
I started winning and I got the women
Strong gas got my eyes redder
No rats but I chase
to the system man and that shit hurt my heart
Man they tryna give my shorty 9 murder charges
My niggas fighting for they life man this shit kind of scary
If you
drift or draw;
In muskeg hollow or canyon gloom, by avalanche, fang or claw;
By battle, murder or sudden wealth, by pestilence, hooch or lead
I swore
Slide a rusty razor across your throat then I stick it.
Shit goddamn, goddamn shit,
Suck my dick when the heater go click.
And by the way, fuck you man
Call that shit a eye for a eye, my nigga, by any means (sheesh)
Had extended clips before skinny jeans (yeah)
Now bow and arrows at cop cars with
I was raised by gorillas. Know what’s that’s about
2 whips, multiple sticks. A man down
(2 whips, multiple sticks. A man down)
A real animal.
the paper
Giving Murder for free free, On an enemy killing spree
Still I see the blessings coming acres on acres
I'm fucking with Real G's, fucking with real
in which that we live
Desperate the weight upon us to give
Many men murder man
May mercy mend
Many men murder man
May mercy mend
Many men murder man
The way that you do me
Murder she rolls
Girl I no fit lie for you
Girl ain't no pinochio
Whine am for daddy
Man no fit no
See I no fit lie for
It's not murder if they shoot at you first, Ima up it
SFG, new school riding wit the old, Street Flow thuggin'
Raised by OGs, taught me everything I
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