Dr. Dre feat. Hittman Murder ink. 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 {*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 f**kin everybody MURDERAHHH
n____ all y'all MURDERAHHH
uh, uh, for real
You'll f**k around and get killed
This is anybody MURDERAHHH
Motherf**kin everybody MURDERAHHH
Yeah n____ all y'all MURDERAHHH
uh, uh, for real
You'll f**k 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 f**kin Case, rob this n____ and shake
the f**kin spot cause in a few it's gon' be crawlin with cops!
Who's the bad b____ now, you crept on, paid the piper
Who'da thought a s__y b____ could be a murderous sniper
Detrimental to your health, shoulda learned yo' lesson
But it's too late n____ bye-bye, better count yo' blessings
I been watchin you watchin me, yeah you ballin
Was, n____ now you finger f**ked and steady fallin
A thug wit no love, but b____ n____z die fast
Thug n____z die young - oh what you thought you would last?
Blast two shots to the dome, slide back to the pad
and jack my n____ off, til his d___ get soft
Resume the wifey boo s___, cause yo my man don't know
that his b____ is straight ill, servin a__ with fo'fo' {*KABOOM*}

I'm a motherf**kin MURDERAHHH
b____ disses anybody MURDERAHHH
Yeah n____ all y'all MURDERAHHH
uh, uh, for real
You'll f**k around and get killed
I'm a motherf**kin MURDERAHHH
Uhh b____ disses anybody MURDERAHHH
Yeah n____ all y'all MURDERAHHH
uh, uh, for real
You'll f**k around and get killed! {*echoes*}

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