Dat Murder Shit (2024 Remix)

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Riviera Regime, Klee Magor & Benny Brahmz

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It's that murder shit, when we creep on your block with the heat, bust a shot, put to sleep
On the spot
It's that murder shit, when we brandish the weapon, then we catch you half-steppin', your
Tombstone's been erected

It's that murder shit, when we creep on your block with the heat, bust a shot, put to
Sleep on the spot
It's that murder shit, when we brandish the weapon, then we catch you half-steppin', your
Tombstone's been erected

I'll make you squeal like a pig, watch the shank dig deep into your ribs, for thinkin
You the king, but, that's nothin' but a figment of your imagination
We kill for recreation, feel the penetration, puncture in your lung, I'll punch you in your
Mug, for thinkin' you's a thug, but my gun will send a slug in your general direction

I get erections when my trigger fingers Flexin, and I'm just expressin' all the rage I feel
Inside
You injurin' my pride, now somebody gotta die, leave you the opposite of dry, and I got the
Alibi

When my team of soldiers ride, all you suckers better hide, cause your head is just a prize
Got two pockets full of ammo, rockin' urban camo, packin' more than Rambo, puffin' herbs
I lay low in the stolen hoopty
Stalk you like a groupie, never let you lose me, nigga, you can't fool me

Coppin' all your jewelry, they thinks it was a robbery, thought you could be doggin' me
Now I got you dodgin' me, I'll murder you in cold blood
I ain't hold a grudge, marinate you in your own blood, pierce you like a stud, I'm the jury
And the executioner, plus the judge

Feel the pain when I put a bullet hole in your gut, tuckin' niggas in they deathbeds, and
I'm hell bent', so you better rock a vest, kid, plus a helmet
Every time you leave the nest, cause I'll never rest, till I put the tech to your neck, and
Release the lead up into your head

Spaghetti and meatballs on the wall, in a spot where the smoke goes up and shells fall
I'm a ghost before the po show, only God knows who got them tags on your toes
And you don't look so street wise with glazed over eyes, full of holes and your mouth, open
wide, yellow tape and white chalk

The block's hot, the kids in shock,  kids hawk while pigs talk
Been trained by the best and we got guns, go back, collect when the job's done
It's that murder shit, when we creep on your block with the heat, bust a shot, put to sleep
On the spot

It's that murder shit, when we brandish the weapon, then we catch you half-steppin', your
Tombstone's been erected
It's that murder shit, when we creep on your block with the heat, bust a shot, put to sleep
On the spot

It's that murder shit, when we brandish the weapon, then we catch you half-steppin', your
Tombstone's been erected
Ayo, I'm runnin', I'm gunnin', I'm comin' with the mind of a maniac
Wearin' black with the gat on the attack, put you on your back with the mac

What you gonna see is black when you layin' flat
It's that murder shit, put your motherfuckin' lights out now
I'm at your baby mom's house, tiptoein' like a mouse, rippin' through that hoe's blouse
Rape that bitch cause I'm aroused, then I douse the whole house, drop the match and I bounce

Squeeze the life out of your neck with them black gloves
Don't try to fight it, there's no use, cause I lack love
It's metamorphic, turnin' men into corpses
you hopelessness just and overdo abortion, so use caution

When you flossin', the laser beam scorchin'
Leave your body all contorted, your life's eroded
Your insides all corroded, to the morgue you've been deported, in the news its been reported
We done been livin' the life, takin' lives with the knives

Livin' trife life it's strife, nigga, pass the 4-5
Watch me blast hole size, larger then a small child
My killer clique is all wild, lay the bodies in tall piles
At your wake your mom cries, you was fake, you all lies

That's why there ain't no surprise, that your life been demised
Deoxidize, till you die, burn in' hell till you fry
An eye for an eye the laws of God we abide, the godsender
Puttin' bullet holes in thug pretenders, motherfuck, a surrender

I'm a buck till I end you, got you stuck in the center
With no glock or smith and Wesson  to all them punks that I'm addressing
Take heed to my confessions of murder
When I'm strapped with the burner, clappin' gats at slow learners

Talkin' smack like they Terminators
But they nothin' but fakers, they just be bluffin' on paper
While we be thuggin' and rapin', and many lives have been taken
War after war we be facin', a crazy killer like Jason

The enemies blood for the tastin', in God's eyes you forsaken
The face of death got you shakin', now go to sleep, your soul's takin'
Now close your eyes, and never awaken
It's that murder shit, when we creep on your block

With the heat bust a shot, put to sleep the spot
It's that murder shit, when we brandish the weapon
Then we catch you half-steppin', your tombstone's been erected
It's that murder shit, when we creep on your block

With the heat bust a shot, put to sleep the spot
It's that murder shit, when we brandish the weapon
Then we catch you half-steppin', your tombstone's been erected

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