Kishore Kumar Hits

Dr. Dre - Murder Ink şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Dr. Dre

albüm: 2001


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, could've 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
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 30-shot mag
Bullet stuck to his brain like a mack
Skull in fragments, I leave the cleanup to Dragnet
This is anybody (murderer)
To fuckin' everybody (murderer)
Nigga all y'all (murderer)
Uh, uh, for real
You'll fuck around and get killed
This is anybody (murderer)
Motherfuckin' everybody (murderer)
Uh, yeah, nigga, all y'all (murderer)
Uh, uh, for real
You'll fuck around and get killed
Peeped all the stash drop and exchange of the dough
Lurkin' through the turf, thinkin' how much it's worth
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, should 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'
I'm a motherfuckin' (murderer)
Bitch disses anybody (murderer)
Yeah, nigga, all y'all (murderer)
Uh, uh, for real
You'll fuck around and get killed
I'm a motherfuckin' (murderer)
Uh, bitch disses anybody (murderer)
Yeah, nigga, all y'all (murderer)
Uh, uh, for real
You'll fuck around and get killed, killed, killed

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