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baby, Meechy's at it again
M-M-Murder, murder, murder
Capital M with two gats in my hand

Everyday a nigga wake up, got to blaze a little chronic
baby, Meechy's at it again
M-M-Murder, murder, murder
Capital M with two gats in my hand

Everyday a nigga wake up, got to blaze a little chronic
little baby)
My heart controls my eyes
And your love I visualize, oh yeah!

All your so-called girlfriends who
Compliment your clothes
Know that they're
And if I beat you to the punch I punch you dead in your face

Murder niggas, luxurious, banks I was draped
Caked out
The Corleone connection in all
Your son tried to murder me
in your pool. Float away for me. Float away."

Fire. Has anyone here ever been fully engulfed in fire?
Its gotta be soo hot.
your hands in the air 

We got you in the zone, put your hands in the air 



If it's on, put your hands in the air 

We got you in the zone, put
cast your spell on me
By dark I want you near
Lovin' you is murder
I'm hot and you're cold I don't want you no more
Lovin' you is murder
My love's
of their enemy, fears unfold

It's a cold world, only if your brain is froze

So we murder our bros, over money and clothes

And where I'm from, these niggas
with like 3 niggas that murder shit,
•My rude boys they don't play nigga, hand thangs and AK's nigga,
•All my niggas getting money now, foreign whips
the handful

Slapped by the truth of my words and both my hands, hoe
You a slut, you a fake, you a nothin', no debate
Know your dad killed your dog, he shoulda
your pretty eyes
Do or die which you live by?
Said it straight with a joker smile
Like Harvey ball drew the famous smile
While they dance let me enjoy
wanna go back to your city beat
By a little teen, just a kid from the bay
West side what I'm repping today
Yes I hit the level of best five in the state
man
Then I just walk away with twenty dollars in my hand
Like holla
I sleep with your mama

Then leave with your daughter
Hakuna Matata
No worries no
lookin' at his watch
Motherfucker, well the time is now
Go clap your hands, let me hear you say, "That's the jam"
See I wouldn't be shit if I ain't have
the funds (sorry)
Had a scrap with me fat boss in (****) (Jack!)
Next time keep your hands off me bum (haha)
Shaved my head again and rage as I run 
Save
by the camp fire
I been in the sun check the tan line
Sticking niggas up got their hands high
Twisting up their tongue got their hands tied
Threatening
inside
It's a war comin'
Stack your bread, get high
Gotta pour somethin'
Out for the homies
Turn that beat up
Get loaded
It's a murder
are, uh
To stay towards the uh, back of the unit
But, let me see if I can
Bring us a little closer
So you can see exactly what's going on

What'd I
(Steven Dorff/Milton Brown)

I'm waiting for the pain to go away
I though maybe that this would be the day
At noon I tried a little smile
Then I
Got you counting from on to ten
And by the time you get up to nine, your ass is left behind
Cause you can't mess with the lyrical master rhymes
Send
a murder show
I don't speak on shit I can't back up
Ain't gotta get full of shit for me to act up
Same niggas in your face, on your dick
Got they hands
bullshittin'
AR hit your truck, got your hood flippin'
Feet by the engine, head by the transmission
Yeah, and I be right where I am, mister
Me and my damn
bullshittin'
AR hit your truck, got your hood flippin'
Feet by the engine, head by the transmission
Yeah, and I be right where I am, mister
Me and my damn
year
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
I wish a motherfucker would trip this year

[Verse One]
Dressed in all black and my gun the same color
Murder

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