Lyrics:
and side to side
Then I let the Alpine play
Bumpin' new shit by NWA
It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went
at least a grand
Gold on my neck, my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats
But just
as I roll off the Compton blocks
To skoop up Ren I heard shots,
1 2 3, Then I see the nigga
Hop in the Benz and it was Ren on the motherfucking
that when you fill me up wit them hollow point slugs.
Verse 2-(C-BO)
Mr. Tre-five-seven, I send that ass to heaven,
quick to murder mutha fuckaz,
Yeah I keep me a band in the bookbag
Why you drive-by if you ain't gonna do that?
Glock 22, with the kick back
Shots keep missin', I know you can't
listeners relate
Let's put the beat back in, 6, 7, 8
This is the end of Opportunities
1 album, 2 album, is there a 3rd please
This bitch is going off again
borrowed the boat
Tears flow from the sorrow and soak
Told Noah tomorrow we float
Line ‘em up
2 by 2, who can follow the GOAT?
New wave I just
You're welcome to my Darkside
Everywhere cold
All of them dem boys
Dey para outside
2 by 2 jab like AJ
Whenever the fight starts
Burst the bottle
with the smoke Glock
Fleein the murder scene, you know me well
From nightmares of a lonely cell, my only hell
But since when y'all niggaz know me
you got one life to live
(Murder, he caught two for a triple homicide)
mental rhyme disorder shit but never testified
hold on, god, chill,
So many ops got sprayed over some G shit
We running two minute drills fuck playing defense
But ain't no wins really everybody lose
Murder last night
it out by the time that I'm 30
Had a dream I was in room 29, that sh** was great
With two different women, meaning 2 got ate (8)
One was 27, the other
Why? ©Brenda RattrayAugust’22
Song commissioned by Black Lives Matter
Intro: Doom doom x2 doby doby
Plim plim plim plim plim
Verse 1
Why do
the hardest verse that I ever recite
I'm in the studio with a gun in my neck it's all right
Surrounded by gangsters, I don't know how they got here
But I
me
If you want it, believe I ain't gon' hesitate to bring it
I'll politely put that thing in my hand and just sling it
(Hook-2x [B.G.])
I'm a gun
with these
Sixteen's is much more than a rap
This is pure facts
You see what's really good when
You catch him by himself
Dolly, I leave a fool holy like
Bang bullets by the gates, might hollow ya face
Me and Chef smark massive murder, kill 'em!
I scramble anywhere in Shaolin, right in Castalano buildin'
the coordinates
On course threatened by force, passed the limit
Mutilate the meak, terrorize the timid
Murder in a minute then its mission accomplished
Corner
by-standers curious
Some be furious you know my nigga from
Uptown like to kidnap kids
Hold 'em for the ransom then they come with the end
Murder Murder I be one
Chorus:
She is a silent killer
Gold digger
She gets a way with murder
murder x 4
Verse 1
She is a sheep with wolf clothing
Spending with her is
2x)
[Z-Ro]
I'm crucified by the media because I'm loved by the public
Even though I'm rated number one keep your thumbs up and shove it
They said I'm
Phoney these nigga nosey who didn't know me
Low key I'm by my lonely and toking Oz
Imma keep racing roll up keep blazing
You ain't gotta hate cause
a rapper but it ain't rhyming
You a lier number 1
My shit is fire
Number 2
You should retire - 4 oh 1, Kay
Ruger 9mm with the extra grip frame
Bang, bang,
I got bodies in my mind
And they're not ever letting up
I see the devil in my dreams
But I know that he is bad luck
You take two steps in my shoes
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