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Murder Ink

Dr. Dre

2001

24

Rap

Tekst piosenki
[Hittman] When darkness be closin in I motivate, 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 defending 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 and stuff {*cameras click*} 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 {*WHOOSH*} Bullet stuck to his brain like a magnet Skull in fragments, I leave the cleanup to Dragnet (Hook- Hittman) This is anybody (MURDERAHHH) To fuckin everybody (MURDERAHHH) Nigga all y'all (MURDERAHHH) Uh, uh, for real You'll fuck around and get killed This is anybody (MURDERAHHH) Motherfuckin everybody (MURDERAHHH) Yeah nigga all y'all (MURDERAHHH) Uh, uh, for real You'll fuck around and get killed [Ms. Roq] Peeped all the stash drop and exchange of the dough Lurkin through the turf, think how I'mma 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 niggas die fast Thug niggas 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' {*KABOOM*} (Hook- Ms. Roq) I'm a motherfuckin (MURDERAHHH) Bitch this is anybody (MURDERAHHH) Yeah nigga all y'all (MURDERAHHH) Uh, uh, for real You'll fuck around and get killed I'm a motherfuckin (MURDERAHHH) Uhh bitch this is anybody (MURDERAHHH) Yeah nigga all y'all (MURDERAHHH) Uh, uh, for real You'll fuck around and get killed! {*echoes*}
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