Lyrics:
contempt for an incident
But it takes two be intimate
So by no means was she innocent
They said that chivalry is dead
Then why is her body in my bed?
Be my amigo, eat my burrito
You a fuckin' seagull, up in Francisco
I'm up in a Regal, still in my pea coat
Murder's what she wrote, this is mo' evil
by side
Murders in the Rue Morgue
Someone call the Gendarmes
Murders in the Rue Morgue
Run before the killers go free
There's some people coming down
let's go, yeah (2 chainz, boom, boom, boom)
Hello? (hello?)
Most of my niggas from the ghetto (ghetto)
Through the concrete grew a rose (grew a rose)
were only two words that I had to say
P-A-Y, B-A-C-K
The car's loaded with a silence that could rape the dead
Pistols clipped as the chamber's loaded
boy
Don't ask me how I got these two chainz dope sells itself
She said baby
Why you staring at yourself
I look inside the mirror
And see wealth
Haha I
(2 Chainz)
No help, that's all me, all me for real
Money on my mind, you should think the same
J's on, pinky ring, dogging these hoes, I need
skrrtt like i'm 2chainz
They've been acting like they fuck with me
When i turn around they gossiping
Fake love all around me they stick around for benefit
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
Top of the food chain
Dusse colored paint on a Mulsanne
Bond number nine fresh as hell if the feds watchin like I'm 2 Chainz
Kicking this shit like
for the centerfolds
Big bodies I got 10 of those
Whippin' work it smelling like they dinner rolls
2 Chainz, that's your best answer
Cup filled with
Having been by that old bank tower,
I'm inclined to wonder why you feel so strong.
You can't have really seen the hour
If you think she's trying
hood
[Chorus:Repeat x2]
(Murder) mo murder them all [x4]
[Krayzie Bone]
? The wind blow
Never see me cuz I get ghost
So a nigga neva get
with the smoke Glock
Fleein' the murder scene, you know me well
From nightmares of a lonely cell, my only hell
But since when y'all niggas know me
Yo, mic check
Testing one, two, um, twelve (what up, what up)
This is my dance song, can you hear me?
Alright, turn my headphones up
My favorite
nigga with the shit, 16 hoes at the Ruth Chris
I got 10 chains on me, ho, I ain't got nothin' against 2 Chainz (no)
We got the block for our door, mama
Wake up, wake up, wake up
One, two, one, two
We dedicate this one to the hip-hop culture y'all
Brought to you by the world famous Wake Up Show
sweet time gettin' me out
If she ain't number one she's in the top two
Of things that I could live without.
Men commit murder and all kinds
As I was sitting by the fire
Eating spuds and drinking porter
Suddenly a thought came into my mind
I'd like to marry old Reilly's daughter.
[Chorus]
California's the state where punk niggas die.
First thought be survival every mornin' when I rise.
So many murders and homicides in
by the bottomless well
Yeah now there he sits...
(Oh let's hear it for Jesse now hey Jesse)
I asked her for a drink of water and as Jesse slept me
And police weh abuse dem authority
Media clowns weh nuh know 'bout variety
Boom
The youngest veteran ah go murder dem slow
Ragga muffin sent to call me
Když slyším Dobiho bars
Stank face
Hard jak Two Face
Flow jak Blueface
Swag jak 2 Chainz
Jeho gas pálí na Mars
Mrdám na všechny
A mrdám na vás
Mrdám
when it comes
Play, "Love Me Or Leave Me" by the great Bud Powell
Play, "The Blood-stained Banner" play, "Murder Most Foul"
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