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Murdererby Mystikal[Chorus Mystikal & Insane: repeat 2X]
[Insane] Guns murder niggas at night.... [Mystikal] Man, niggas even kill niggas at night [Insane] Cops murder niggas at night... [Mystikal] Iīll be fucked if Iīm gonna let them bitches murder mine!!! [Mystikal] Motherfuckin murderer....shot my fuckin brother But when I find him, Iīm gone GET THAT MOTHERFUCKER! He playin the role of one them niggas thatīs always talkin noise Runnin INSIDE, talkin that shit, front of his fuckin boys Fuck that, Iīm lockin that bolt back Loadin that gat, here that glock come, [gunshot] Outīcha fuckinī head... standin on the corner Iīm 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 Iīm gone do you in Iīm 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, thatīs just why you actin brave Got a gat I got a GLOCK, whatīcha gone do? Handle your business, DONīT LET YOUR BUSINESS HANDLE YOU! [Chorus] [Mystikal] Pull your shirt down bitch I know you got a gat, but I ainīt scared bout that bullshit It donīt matter how many fuckin guns you got The only thing that MATTER, is a nigga, to get the first shot Cuz if I peep, that ass is fallin to the street Bitch retreat or that ass is deeeeeeead meat Smack your teeth, but Iīma knock you off your fuckin feet They gone pick you up, piece-by-piece off that concrete street When N.O. meet, who gives a fuck about a poor neat scene? We got beef, so Iīma shootīcha like a FAKE BITCH Let you know just who you fuckinī with But I ainīt that type of nigga thatīs liable to shoot you over no DUMB SHIT! If Iīma pop ya, Iīma pop ya for just cause you talk too much shit PLUS, you popped one of my boys Gankin niggas Iīm gettin downright SCANDOLOUS!!!! [gunfire] YOU CANīT HANDLE THIS!!!! So when youīre out bitch, move or I wonīt step Cuz if I catchīcha Iīma drill ya in your fuckin chest I ainīt gone gone ride by and pop, cause I might miss Iīma walk up to your FACE, Pop POINT BLANK BITCH!!! Thatīs what you get, from out there tryin to go act bad Not even BRUCE LEE, could whoop a bullet ass Gotīcha, come, get this ass whoopin If you bringing them niggas with ya, thatīs nothin Iīm poppinī the clip in Nigga fetcher, satisfied when youīre on the stretcher You might run but Iīma CATCH īEM!!!! [Chorus] [Mystikal] (Yo nigga you caught that bitch yet?) FUCK NO! I ainīt caught that bitch yet I done been through every scandalous sight, and every project But I betīcha, when I stop, runnin behind em Get up, pack my shit and Iīll STOP, and then Iīll fuckin find him Yo dumb ass in the street Fuck that shit, cuz Iīma catch your ass this week Monday, a one day when you go play [alot of gunfire], goes the A.K. Sprayin on his ass like a roach, and if I approach, too late to duck hoe Drop, run, fall, kick, scream, now curse How in the fuck you gone duck a twelve round burst? Hammin at that ass on Tuesday, put up the nine Go get the A.K. Bitch if I catch you in the mall Wednesday Thatīs the day that ass fall Then it might be Thursday, three round burst day The day Iīm blood thirsty Fuck that, wait til FRIDAY, PAYDAY!!!! Shootīcha in your face and take your money, J Now wait til the weekend, heh, yeah Saturday, thatīs the day you go CREEPIN But you better be watchin your back cuz Iīm sneakin [door noise] Waitin for my chance to do your ass in I donīt give a fuck if itīs on Sunday God gone have to forgive me, cuz Iīma shootīcha in your head nigga [Chorus]
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