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      Murder Ink

      Murder Ink

      Dr. Dre

      Album: Chronic 2001

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      Dr. Dre - Murder Ink Música y Letra

      [hitman]
      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, 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 mack
      Skull in fragments, i leave the cleanup to dragnet
      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'ma 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 niggaz die fast
      Thug niggaz 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*}
      I'm a motherfuckin murderahhh
      Bitch disses 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 disses anybody murderahhh
      Yeah nigga all y'all murderahhh
      Uh, uh, for real
      You'll fuck around and get killed!

      Dr. Dre - Murder Ink Música y Letra

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