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Tytuł: Murder and Daz

  • Wykonawca: C-Murder
  • Wy¶wietleń: 260
C-Murder/(Daz Dillinger)
   (Yeah, what's happenin?)
   Whassup Daz nigga?
   (Whassup C-Murder?)
   Shit, I think we got problems.
   (What?)
   Ya know?
   (Fuck that.)
   Nigga call back Sean let's do that shit like this.
   (How we doin it just like this.)
   Okay.
   (Ya know what I'm sayin?)
   Let's ride on em.
   (Buck all yall.)
   Ya heard?
  
   Daz Dillinger
   Aww yeah (aww yeah), it's bout that time to get into some gangsta shit
   A second no doubt nigga before we bang you quick
   The gang and No Limit, we about to trip
   Slangin these thangs as a youngster
   Grew up with killers and drug niggas, big cowards and busters
   Seen it all from a mile away, but it's all on straight
   With automatic with static nigga cause we don't play
   C-Murder rap up and pat up and rap up, out to get him nigga what up
   With enough lead to make these niggas shut the fuck up
   Boom boom as me and my niggas come through with attitude
   Actin rude, slappin and jackin these fools
   Rollin down the block as the system knock
   Truck beatin deep as a motherfucker, fuck the cops
   I bust on niggas with nerve, pull up on niggas on the curb
   Swerve and yell out nigga you ain't heard
   Bout as dollar birds, loaded high of herb
   Sean duck, what the fuck, niggas are rollin it up
   My heart is cold as ice, day and night
   Strapped with shit you can't fuck with, so you better get white
   See gotta gun it off, got up and stumbled, fell and fall
   ??? and spin niggas with my motherfuckin doggs
   Cause when you fuck with us you done fucked with the real
   So we don't fuck with sucka niggas, busta niggas that squeal
  
   Yellin hey (hey), yo (yo), hey (hey), yo (yo)
   Why niggas wanna try to fuck with this man
   You knowin how we do, how we do man
   Yellin hey (hey), yo (yo), hey (hey), yo (yo)
   Why niggas wanna try to fuck with this man
   You knowin how we do it, we don't play play
  
   C-Murder
   In God I trust, for them gats I bust
   And fuck the world cause a gangsta bitch, I never trust
   Now who's to blame for the motherfucking rain pouring down on my head
   I guess it was the life I led
   Cause society done made me into a villan
   And I'm willing to execute another killing
   Cause I dwell with them cut throats and alcoholics
   And been a member ever since I could remember
   Relieve stress with the sex and masturbation
   And ride for No Limit with no motherfucking hesitation
   Cause I'm a TRU nigga (TRU nigga), a real nigga (real nigga)
   A go getta (a go getta), and wig splitter
   With my nigga daz, quick to blast and whoop your ass
   And fuck a mask, leavin niggas up in a body bag
   And L.T., lace the weed and run the motherfucking beat
   Cause Murder and Daz run the motherfucking streets
  
   Daz Dillinger
   Hey (hey), yo (yo), hey (hey), yo (yo)
   Why niggas wanna try to fuck with this man
   You knowin how we do it, how we do man
   I'm yellin hey (hey), yo (yo), hey (hey), yo (yo)
   Why niggas wanna try to fuck with this man
   You knowin how we do it, we don't play play
  
   Woman
   Daz, they took all my money, they took my jewelry.
   They took everything.
   I don't know what I'm a do.
   I'm broke.
  
   C-Murder
   Ya know what Daz, send that hoe over here.
   Come here bitch.
   Come here, come here, come here!
   Don't touch my motherfucking money.
   Hoe don't ever come on this motherfucking spot.