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2009-07-22

Murderer

Guns murder niggas at night Niggas even kill niggas at night Then cops murder niggas at night But I'll be f**ked if I'm gonna let them bitches murder mine Guns murder niggas at night Man, niggas even kill niggas at night Then cops murder niggas at night But I'll be f**ked if I'm gonna let them bitches murder mine Motherf**kin' murderer, shot my f**kin' brother But when I find him, I'm gone get that motherf**ker He playin' the role of one them niggas that's always talkin' noise Runnin' inside, talkin' that shit, front of his f**kin' boys f**k that, I'm lockin' that bolt back Loadin' that gat, here that glock come Out'cha f**kin' head, standin' on the corner I'm peepin' on ya, so I can creep up on ya Calmin' my nerves, get rid of these punks and stick 'em in my mind You want it? Fine, I done reached for that nine I'm gone do you in, I'm tellin' ya bitch you gone have to get up quick And hit the bricks before I do you in Two of your boys spied me comin' Them coward-hearted niggas started runnin' But not you though, you gots to play the hard role Stop playin' it up like a bone, bitch I know you are Talkin' head gonna put you on your deathbed Just 'cuz you got a gat, that's just why you actin' brave Got a gat I got a glock, what'cha gone do? Handle your business, don't let your business handle you Guns murder niggas at night Niggas even kill niggas at night Then cops murder niggas at night But I'll be f**ked if I'm gonna let them bitches murder mine Guns murder niggas at night Man, niggas even kill niggas at night Then f**kin' cops murder niggas at night But I'll be f**ked if I'm gonna let them bitches murder mine Pull your shirt down bitch I know you got a gat, but I ain't scared bout that bullshit It don't matter how many f**kin' guns you got The only thing that mater, is a nigga, to get the first shot 'Cuz if I peep, that a*s is fallin' to the street Bitch retreat or that a*s is dead meat Smack your teeth, but I'ma knock you off your f**kin' feet They gone pick you up, piece-by-piece off that concrete street When N.O. meet, who gives a f**k about a poor neat scene? We got beef, so I'ma shoot'cha like a fake bitch Let you know just who you f**kin' with But I ain't that type of nigga That's liable to shoot you over no dumb shit If I'ma pop ya, I'ma pop ya for just 'cuz you talk too much shit PLUS, you popped one of my boys Gankin' niggas I'm gettin' downright scandolous You can't handle this So when you're out bitch, move or I won't step 'Cuz if I catch'cha I'ma drill ya in your f**kin' chest I ain't gone gone ride by and pop, 'cuz I might miss I'ma walk up to your face, Pop point blank bitch That's what you get, from out there tryin' to go act bad Not even Bruce Lee, could whoop a bullet a*s Got'cha, come, get this a*s whoopin' If you bringing them niggas with ya, that's nothin' I'm poppin' the clip in Nigga fetcher, satisfied when you're on the stretcher You might run but I'ma catch 'em Guns murder niggas at night Niggas even kill niggas at night And cops murder niggas at night But I'll be f**ked if I'm gonna let them bitches murder mine Guns murder niggas at night Man, niggas even kill niggas at night Then f**kin' cops murder niggas at night But I'll be f**ked if I'm gonna let them bitches murder mine Yo nigga you caught that bitch yet? f**k no, I ain't caught that bitch yet I done been through every scandalous sight, and every project But I bet'cha, when I stop, runnin' behind 'em Get up, pack my shit and I'll stop, and then I'll f**kin' find him Yo dumb a*s in the street f**k that shit, 'cuz I'ma catch your a*s this week Monday, a one day when you go play, goes the A.K. Sprayin' on his a*s like a roach, and if I approach, too late to duck hoe Drop, run, fall, kick, scream, now curse How in the f**k you gone duck a twelve round burst? Hammin' at that a*s on Tuesday, put up the nine Go get the A.K., bitch if I catch you in the mall Wednesday That's the day that a*s fall Then it might be Thursday, three round burst day The day I'm blood thirsty f**k that, wait 'til Friday, payday Shoot'cha in your face and take your money, J Now wait 'til the weekend, hey, yeah Saturday, that's the day you go creepin' But you better be watchin' your back 'cuz I'm sneakin' Waitin' for my chance to do your a*s in I don't give a f**k if it's on Sunday God gone have to forgive me, 'cuz I'ma shoot'cha in your head nigga Guns murder niggas at night Man, niggas even kill niggas at night Cops murder niggas at night But I'll be f**ked if I'm gonna let them bitches murder mine Guns murder niggas at night No, niggas even kill niggas at night Then f**kin' cops murder niggas at night But I'll be f**ked if I'm gonna let them bitches murder mine

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