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Murder Ink

by Dr. Dre

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When darkness be closin' in I'm motivated, with the howlin' wind With a list of chosen men, frozen in sin Knowin' that your end is beginnin' Swift silent and deadly, there's no defendin' my plots I know your every movement, for six months I watch Coulda gotchu at your baby's mother's house Even at your down-low weed spot But the backdrop, wasn't flattering enough I didn't want people gathering the stuff Snapshots of blood splattering from the snuff Here, puff this here, while I figure which way, to split yo' wig Right now you as nervous, as a farmer John Pig As I dig into my tragic bag, take out the HK Twist on the silencer, insert the thirty-shot mag Bullet stuck to his brain like a Mack Skull in fragments, I leave the cleanup to Dragnet This is anybody murderahh To fuckin' everybody murderahh Nigga all y'all murderahh Uh, uh, for real You'll fuck around and get killed This is anybody murderahh Motherfuckin' everybody murderahh Yeah, nigga all y'all murderahh Uh, uh, for real You'll fuck around and get killed Peeped all the stash drop in exchange of the dough Lurkin' through the turf, thinkin' how I'ma just work Give 'em chase to the crib and, yo, he properly laced Stepped out the car, put my steel to the side of his face Murder, this the fuckin' case, rob this nigga and shake The fuckin' spot 'cause in a few it's gon' be crawlin' with cops Who's the bad bitch now? You crept on, paid the piper Who'da thought a sexy bitch could be a murderous sniper? Detrimental to your health, shoulda learned yo' lesson But it's too late nigga, bye-bye, better count yo' blessings I been watchin' you watchin' me, yeah, you ballin' Was, nigga now you finger fucked and steady fallin' A thug wit no love, but bitch niggaz die fast Thug niggaz die young, oh, what you thought you would last? Blast two shots to the dome, slide back to the pad And jack my nigga off, 'til his dick get soft Resume the wifey boo shit, 'cause, yo, my man don't know That his bitch is straight ill, servin' ass with fo'fo' I'm a motherfuckin murderahh Bitch disses anybody murderahh Yeah, nigga all y'all murderahh Uh, uh, for real You'll fuck around and get killed I'm a motherfuckin murderahh Uhh bitch disses anybody murderahh Yeah, nigga all y'all murderahh Uh, uh, for real You'll fuck around and get killed

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