Murder Ink (feat. Hittman & Ms. Roq)
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โฑ๏ธ 2:28 duration
๐ ID: 1618910
๐ Lyrics
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
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
Bullet stuck to his brain like a mack
Skull in fragments, I leave the cleanup to Dragnet
This is anybody MURDERAH
To fuckin everybody MURDERAH
Nigga all y'all MURDERAH
Uh, uh, for real
You'll fuck around and get killed
This is anybody MURDERAH
Motherfuckin' everybody MURDERAH
Yeah nigga all y'all MURDERAH
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 gonna 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 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'
I'm a motherfuckin MURDERAH
Bitch disses anybody MURDERAH
Yeah nigga all y'all MURDERAH
Uh, uh, for real
You'll fuck around and get killed
I'm a motherfuckin MURDERAH
Uhh bitch disses anybody MURDERAH
Yeah nigga all y'all MURDERAH
Uh, uh, for real
You'll fuck around and get killed!
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
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
Bullet stuck to his brain like a mack
Skull in fragments, I leave the cleanup to Dragnet
This is anybody MURDERAH
To fuckin everybody MURDERAH
Nigga all y'all MURDERAH
Uh, uh, for real
You'll fuck around and get killed
This is anybody MURDERAH
Motherfuckin' everybody MURDERAH
Yeah nigga all y'all MURDERAH
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 gonna 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 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'
I'm a motherfuckin MURDERAH
Bitch disses anybody MURDERAH
Yeah nigga all y'all MURDERAH
Uh, uh, for real
You'll fuck around and get killed
I'm a motherfuckin MURDERAH
Uhh bitch disses anybody MURDERAH
Yeah nigga all y'all MURDERAH
Uh, uh, for real
You'll fuck around and get killed!
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:07.37] When darkness be closin' in
[00:12.59] I'm motivated, with the howlin' wind
[00:14.79] With a list of chosen men, frozen in sin
[00:17.31] Knowin' that your end is beginnin'
[00:19.63] Swift silent and deadly
[00:21.38] There's no defendin' my plots, I know your every movement
[00:24.27] For six months I watch, coulda gotchu at your baby's mother's house
[00:28.16] Even at your down-low weed spot
[00:30.01] But the backdrop, wasn't flattering enough
[00:32.04] I didn't want people gathering and stuff
[00:34.63] Snapshots of blood splattering from the snuff
[00:37.18] Here - puff this here, while I figure which way, to split yo' wig
[00:40.62] Right now you as nervous, as a Farmer John Pig
[00:43.06] As I dig into my tragic bag, take out the HK
[00:46.08] Twist on the silencer, insert the thirty-shot mag
[00:48.94] Bullet stuck to his brain like a mack
[00:51.49] Skull in fragments, I leave the cleanup to Dragnet
[00:54.45] This is anybody MURDERAH
[00:56.37] To fuckin everybody MURDERAH
[00:58.92] Nigga all y'all MURDERAH
[01:01.49] Uh, uh, for real
[01:03.88] You'll fuck around and get killed
[01:06.19] This is anybody MURDERAH
[01:08.61] Motherfuckin' everybody MURDERAH
[01:09.80] Yeah nigga all y'all MURDERAH
[01:12.03] Uh, uh, for real
[01:13.69] You'll fuck around and get killed
[01:16.36] Peeped all the stash drop and exchange of the dough
[01:18.82] Lurkin' through the turf, thinkin' how much it's worth
[01:21.33] Give em chase to the crib and yo he properly laced
[01:23.76] Stepped out the car, put my steel, to the side of his face
[01:26.71] Murder - this the fuckin Case, rob this nigga and shake
[01:29.61] The fuckin spot cause in a few it's gonna be crawlin' with cops!
[01:32.14] Who's the bad bitch now, you crept on, paid the piper
[01:35.30] Who'da thought a sexy bitch could be a murderous sniper
[01:37.55] Detrimental to your health, should learned yo' lesson
[01:40.12] But it's too late nigga bye-bye, better count yo' blessings
[01:42.78] I been watchin' you, watchin' me, yeah you ballin'
[01:47.22] Was, nigga now you finger fucked and steady fallin'
[01:49.84] A thug wit no love, but bitch niggaz die fast
[01:53.02] Thug niggaz die young - oh what you thought you would last?
[01:54.93] Blast two shots to the dome, slide back to the pad
[01:57.41] And jack my nigga off, til his dick get soft
[02:00.35] Resume the wifey boo shit, cause yo my man don't know
[02:02.89] That his bitch is straight ill, servin ass with fo'fo'
[02:05.70] I'm a motherfuckin MURDERAH
[02:07.78] Bitch disses anybody MURDERAH
[02:10.38] Yeah nigga all y'all MURDERAH
[02:12.86] Uh, uh, for real
[02:14.44] You'll fuck around and get killed
[02:17.19] I'm a motherfuckin MURDERAH
[02:19.34] Uhh bitch disses anybody MURDERAH
[02:22.22] Yeah nigga all y'all MURDERAH
[02:24.09] Uh, uh, for real
[02:26.96] You'll fuck around and get killed!
[02:27.53]
[00:12.59] I'm motivated, with the howlin' wind
[00:14.79] With a list of chosen men, frozen in sin
[00:17.31] Knowin' that your end is beginnin'
[00:19.63] Swift silent and deadly
[00:21.38] There's no defendin' my plots, I know your every movement
[00:24.27] For six months I watch, coulda gotchu at your baby's mother's house
[00:28.16] Even at your down-low weed spot
[00:30.01] But the backdrop, wasn't flattering enough
[00:32.04] I didn't want people gathering and stuff
[00:34.63] Snapshots of blood splattering from the snuff
[00:37.18] Here - puff this here, while I figure which way, to split yo' wig
[00:40.62] Right now you as nervous, as a Farmer John Pig
[00:43.06] As I dig into my tragic bag, take out the HK
[00:46.08] Twist on the silencer, insert the thirty-shot mag
[00:48.94] Bullet stuck to his brain like a mack
[00:51.49] Skull in fragments, I leave the cleanup to Dragnet
[00:54.45] This is anybody MURDERAH
[00:56.37] To fuckin everybody MURDERAH
[00:58.92] Nigga all y'all MURDERAH
[01:01.49] Uh, uh, for real
[01:03.88] You'll fuck around and get killed
[01:06.19] This is anybody MURDERAH
[01:08.61] Motherfuckin' everybody MURDERAH
[01:09.80] Yeah nigga all y'all MURDERAH
[01:12.03] Uh, uh, for real
[01:13.69] You'll fuck around and get killed
[01:16.36] Peeped all the stash drop and exchange of the dough
[01:18.82] Lurkin' through the turf, thinkin' how much it's worth
[01:21.33] Give em chase to the crib and yo he properly laced
[01:23.76] Stepped out the car, put my steel, to the side of his face
[01:26.71] Murder - this the fuckin Case, rob this nigga and shake
[01:29.61] The fuckin spot cause in a few it's gonna be crawlin' with cops!
[01:32.14] Who's the bad bitch now, you crept on, paid the piper
[01:35.30] Who'da thought a sexy bitch could be a murderous sniper
[01:37.55] Detrimental to your health, should learned yo' lesson
[01:40.12] But it's too late nigga bye-bye, better count yo' blessings
[01:42.78] I been watchin' you, watchin' me, yeah you ballin'
[01:47.22] Was, nigga now you finger fucked and steady fallin'
[01:49.84] A thug wit no love, but bitch niggaz die fast
[01:53.02] Thug niggaz die young - oh what you thought you would last?
[01:54.93] Blast two shots to the dome, slide back to the pad
[01:57.41] And jack my nigga off, til his dick get soft
[02:00.35] Resume the wifey boo shit, cause yo my man don't know
[02:02.89] That his bitch is straight ill, servin ass with fo'fo'
[02:05.70] I'm a motherfuckin MURDERAH
[02:07.78] Bitch disses anybody MURDERAH
[02:10.38] Yeah nigga all y'all MURDERAH
[02:12.86] Uh, uh, for real
[02:14.44] You'll fuck around and get killed
[02:17.19] I'm a motherfuckin MURDERAH
[02:19.34] Uhh bitch disses anybody MURDERAH
[02:22.22] Yeah nigga all y'all MURDERAH
[02:24.09] Uh, uh, for real
[02:26.96] You'll fuck around and get killed!
[02:27.53]