C-Murder

C-Murder - Murder And Daz songtekst

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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
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Copyrights:

Auteur: Daz Dillinger, C-Murder

Componist: ?

Publisher: No Limit Records

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 1999

Taal: Engels

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