Murder Ink

Murder Ink Lyrics

Song Murder Ink
Artist Dr. Dre
Artist Hittman
Artist Ms. Roq
Album 2001
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[00:00.00] 作曲 : Brian Bailey & Dr. Dre & R. Weaver & Raquel Weaver & Andre R. Young
[00:11.29] When darkness be closin in
[00:13.04] I'm motivated, with the howlin wind
[00:15.14] with a list of chosen men, frozen in sin
[00:17.88] Knowin that your end is beginnin
[00:19.82] Swift silent and deadly
[00:21.50] There's no defendin my plots, I know your every movement
[00:24.56] For six months I watch, coulda gotchu at your baby's mother's house
[00:28.00] Even at your down-low weed spot
[00:29.74] But the backdrop, wasn't flattering enough
[00:32.31] I didn't want people gathering and stuff {*cameras click*}
[00:34.68] Snapshots of blood splattering from the snuff
[00:37.30] Here - puff this here, while I figure which way, to split yo' wig
[00:40.49] Right now you as nervous, as a Farmer John pig
[00:43.54] As I dig into my tragic bag, take out the HK
[00:46.29] Twist on the silencer, insert the thirty-shot mag {*WHOOSH*}
[00:49.10]
[00:49.66] Bullet stuck to his brain like a magnet
[00:51.78] Skull in fragments, I leave the cleanup to Dragnet
[00:54.40] This is anybody MURDERAHHH
[00:55.96]
[00:56.59] to fuckin everybody MURDERAHHH
[00:58.58]
[00:59.64] Nigga all y'all MURDERAHHH
[01:01.58] uh, uh, for real
[01:03.22] You don't fuck around at gettin' killed
[01:05.30] This is anybody MURDERAHHH
[01:06.54]
[01:07.61] Motherfuckin everybody MURDERAHHH
[01:09.39]
[01:10.20] Yeah nigga all y'all MURDERAHHH
[01:12.51] uh, uh, for real
[01:14.16] You don't fuck around at gettin' killed
[01:16.22] Peeped all the stash drop and exchange of the dough
[01:19.13] Lurkin through the turf, think how I'ma just work
[01:21.44] Give em chase to the crib and yo he properly laced
[01:23.62] Stepped out the car, put my steel, to the side of his face
[01:26.80] Murder is the fuckin Case, rob this nigga and shake
[01:29.33] the fuckin spot cause in a few it's gon' be crawlin with cops!
[01:31.88] Who's the bad bitch now, you crept on, paid the piper
[01:35.16] Who'da thought a sexy bitch could be a murderous sniper
[01:38.04] Detrimental to your health, shoulda learned yo' lesson
[01:40.59] But it's too late nigga bye-bye, better count yo' blessings
[01:43.16] I been watchin you watchin me, yeah you ballin
[01:46.15] Was, nigga now you finger fucked and steady fallin
[01:48.78] A thug wit no love, but bitch niggaz die fast
[01:51.64] Thug niggaz die young - oh what you thought you would last?
[01:54.20] Blast two shots to the dome, slide back to the pad
[01:57.01] and jack my nigga off, til his dick get soft
[01:59.54] Resume the wifey boo shit, cause yo my man don't know
[02:02.04] that his bitch is straight ill, servin ass with fo'fo' {*KABOOM*}
[02:04.91] I'm a motherfuckin MURDERAHHH
[02:06.41]
[02:07.10] Bitch, this is anybody MURDERAHHH
[02:09.13]
[02:09.76] Yeah nigga all y'all MURDERAHHH
[02:12.37] uh, uh, for real
[02:13.99] You'll fuck around and get killed
[02:15.86] I'm a motherfuckin MURDERAHHH
[02:17.76] Uhh bitch, this is anybody MURDERAHHH
[02:20.82] Yeah nigga all y'all MURDERAHHH
[02:22.85]
[02:23.36] uh, uh, for real
[02:24.80] You don't fuck around at gettin' killed!
[00:00.00] zuo qu : Brian Bailey Dr. Dre R. Weaver Raquel Weaver Andre R. Young
[00:11.29] When darkness be closin in
[00:13.04] I m motivated, with the howlin wind
[00:15.14] with a list of chosen men, frozen in sin
[00:17.88] Knowin that your end is beginnin
[00:19.82] Swift silent and deadly
[00:21.50] There s no defendin my plots, I know your every movement
[00:24.56] For six months I watch, coulda gotchu at your baby s mother s house
[00:28.00] Even at your downlow weed spot
[00:29.74] But the backdrop, wasn t flattering enough
[00:32.31] I didn t want people gathering and stuff cameras click
[00:34.68] Snapshots of blood splattering from the snuff
[00:37.30] Here puff this here, while I figure which way, to split yo wig
[00:40.49] Right now you as nervous, as a Farmer John pig
[00:43.54] As I dig into my tragic bag, take out the HK
[00:46.29] Twist on the silencer, insert the thirtyshot mag WHOOSH
[00:49.10]
[00:49.66] Bullet stuck to his brain like a magnet
[00:51.78] Skull in fragments, I leave the cleanup to Dragnet
[00:54.40] This is anybody MURDERAHHH
[00:55.96]
[00:56.59] to fuckin everybody MURDERAHHH
[00:58.58]
[00:59.64] Nigga all y all MURDERAHHH
[01:01.58] uh, uh, for real
[01:03.22] You don t fuck around at gettin killed
[01:05.30] This is anybody MURDERAHHH
[01:06.54]
[01:07.61] Motherfuckin everybody MURDERAHHH
[01:09.39]
[01:10.20] Yeah nigga all y all MURDERAHHH
[01:12.51] uh, uh, for real
[01:14.16] You don t fuck around at gettin killed
[01:16.22] Peeped all the stash drop and exchange of the dough
[01:19.13] Lurkin through the turf, think how I ma just work
[01:21.44] Give em chase to the crib and yo he properly laced
[01:23.62] Stepped out the car, put my steel, to the side of his face
[01:26.80] Murder is the fuckin Case, rob this nigga and shake
[01:29.33] the fuckin spot cause in a few it s gon be crawlin with cops!
[01:31.88] Who s the bad bitch now, you crept on, paid the piper
[01:35.16] Who da thought a sexy bitch could be a murderous sniper
[01:38.04] Detrimental to your health, shoulda learned yo lesson
[01:40.59] But it s too late nigga byebye, better count yo blessings
[01:43.16] I been watchin you watchin me, yeah you ballin
[01:46.15] Was, nigga now you finger fucked and steady fallin
[01:48.78] A thug wit no love, but bitch niggaz die fast
[01:51.64] Thug niggaz die young oh what you thought you would last?
[01:54.20] Blast two shots to the dome, slide back to the pad
[01:57.01] and jack my nigga off, til his dick get soft
[01:59.54] Resume the wifey boo shit, cause yo my man don t know
[02:02.04] that his bitch is straight ill, servin ass with fo fo KABOOM
[02:04.91] I m a motherfuckin MURDERAHHH
[02:06.41]
[02:07.10] Bitch, this is anybody MURDERAHHH
[02:09.13]
[02:09.76] Yeah nigga all y all MURDERAHHH
[02:12.37] uh, uh, for real
[02:13.99] You ll fuck around and get killed
[02:15.86] I m a motherfuckin MURDERAHHH
[02:17.76] Uhh bitch, this is anybody MURDERAHHH
[02:20.82] Yeah nigga all y all MURDERAHHH
[02:22.85]
[02:23.36] uh, uh, for real
[02:24.80] You don t fuck around at gettin killed!
[00:00.00] zuò qǔ : Brian Bailey Dr. Dre R. Weaver Raquel Weaver Andre R. Young
[00:11.29] When darkness be closin in
[00:13.04] I m motivated, with the howlin wind
[00:15.14] with a list of chosen men, frozen in sin
[00:17.88] Knowin that your end is beginnin
[00:19.82] Swift silent and deadly
[00:21.50] There s no defendin my plots, I know your every movement
[00:24.56] For six months I watch, coulda gotchu at your baby s mother s house
[00:28.00] Even at your downlow weed spot
[00:29.74] But the backdrop, wasn t flattering enough
[00:32.31] I didn t want people gathering and stuff cameras click
[00:34.68] Snapshots of blood splattering from the snuff
[00:37.30] Here puff this here, while I figure which way, to split yo wig
[00:40.49] Right now you as nervous, as a Farmer John pig
[00:43.54] As I dig into my tragic bag, take out the HK
[00:46.29] Twist on the silencer, insert the thirtyshot mag WHOOSH
[00:49.10]
[00:49.66] Bullet stuck to his brain like a magnet
[00:51.78] Skull in fragments, I leave the cleanup to Dragnet
[00:54.40] This is anybody MURDERAHHH
[00:55.96]
[00:56.59] to fuckin everybody MURDERAHHH
[00:58.58]
[00:59.64] Nigga all y all MURDERAHHH
[01:01.58] uh, uh, for real
[01:03.22] You don t fuck around at gettin killed
[01:05.30] This is anybody MURDERAHHH
[01:06.54]
[01:07.61] Motherfuckin everybody MURDERAHHH
[01:09.39]
[01:10.20] Yeah nigga all y all MURDERAHHH
[01:12.51] uh, uh, for real
[01:14.16] You don t fuck around at gettin killed
[01:16.22] Peeped all the stash drop and exchange of the dough
[01:19.13] Lurkin through the turf, think how I ma just work
[01:21.44] Give em chase to the crib and yo he properly laced
[01:23.62] Stepped out the car, put my steel, to the side of his face
[01:26.80] Murder is the fuckin Case, rob this nigga and shake
[01:29.33] the fuckin spot cause in a few it s gon be crawlin with cops!
[01:31.88] Who s the bad bitch now, you crept on, paid the piper
[01:35.16] Who da thought a sexy bitch could be a murderous sniper
[01:38.04] Detrimental to your health, shoulda learned yo lesson
[01:40.59] But it s too late nigga byebye, better count yo blessings
[01:43.16] I been watchin you watchin me, yeah you ballin
[01:46.15] Was, nigga now you finger fucked and steady fallin
[01:48.78] A thug wit no love, but bitch niggaz die fast
[01:51.64] Thug niggaz die young oh what you thought you would last?
[01:54.20] Blast two shots to the dome, slide back to the pad
[01:57.01] and jack my nigga off, til his dick get soft
[01:59.54] Resume the wifey boo shit, cause yo my man don t know
[02:02.04] that his bitch is straight ill, servin ass with fo fo KABOOM
[02:04.91] I m a motherfuckin MURDERAHHH
[02:06.41]
[02:07.10] Bitch, this is anybody MURDERAHHH
[02:09.13]
[02:09.76] Yeah nigga all y all MURDERAHHH
[02:12.37] uh, uh, for real
[02:13.99] You ll fuck around and get killed
[02:15.86] I m a motherfuckin MURDERAHHH
[02:17.76] Uhh bitch, this is anybody MURDERAHHH
[02:20.82] Yeah nigga all y all MURDERAHHH
[02:22.85]
[02:23.36] uh, uh, for real
[02:24.80] You don t fuck around at gettin killed!
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