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Les paroles de Murdergram


Artiste:DMX
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Album:Miscellaneous
Titre:Murdergram
 
Date d'ajout:18/10/2007
Votes:Aucun vote     
Vues:90 fois
 
Paroles:Jay-Z:]



Niggas is dead, dead I tell you, can't be serious

What you think is

gonna happen

with three of the illest niggas together

Street music and so fourth on one

track,huh?

Can't be serious, it's murda nigga, huh, it's Murda



Motha fuckers wanna

kill me but don't got the heart

To look me in the eyes with the nine and spark

Cause

whether your for or against this

When I spit with murderous intentions, everybody goes

everybody knows

The weapons I possess they not for show

And you put dresses on your

weapons when you walk out the door

See once I flash mother fuckers better do the one shot dash



Or be one shot ass

J to the A-Y to the drive by to your hood screamin bye-bye to you



Why would you fuck with me

Knowing I put you six feet deep and them niggas could die

wit'cha

Cock the hot pistol and pop the hot Cristal

And promise you only one thing, to

not miss you

Jahova know the god that served ya

Cause dead or alive when I arrive it's

Murda



[Ja:]

Shit I hope ya'll niggas know to lay low now

Cause thou shall

perish if you don't bow down

Cause I hit em on sight, its dark dim the lights

You shot

twice god bless to this the night

That alot of niggas fear the coming of their life

And

you dead right be in hell looking for ice

Fuckin with Ja you bitch niggas talking shit



All on my dick you broke niggas making me rich

You gonna blaze me cause you high ripped

off the henne rock

Flow semi-hot handling me your not

Check my forte not even on a bad

day you beat this

Rather beat your dick or your bitch

My flow be the sick shit, pray

again

Niggas dying cause they know I spit like iron, nothing but bark flyin

Flows and

mics, hell and night, go together like heaven and light

Niggas ain't seein my plight, It's

alright

I let the world know I shine like ice

I bet it all I can throw a hard four in

the dice

Cause I'm a gambling man, you should gamble with a gat in your hand

Spin in

barrel and put it to your head

Cause we don't dance no more all we do is cock and spit



Dedicated to giving you nothing but thug shit

Think we playing, you undoubtable fall

further

Fuckin with I N C is Murda



[DMX:]



I'm a crudy nigga, goin

raw-dogin dirty bitches

And if I give birth I'm giving that shit to thirty bitches

You

say you know a nigga like me, guess again Poppy

I might smile up in your face but I ain't your

friend Poppy

Jump out the fifteen hundred like runnin, niggas don't want it

Get it, Done

it, when I'm blunted

However it went down, I made it happen, made it scrapin

I made it

fussin, bustin, I made it cappin

And lettin off wasn't nothing new to a nigga

Something

to do to a nigga, Cause you is a fool nigga

I know your type, you hype, all up off that fake

shit

You can't understand why a man would have to take shit

Or steal shit, but this is

that real, niggas kill shit, peel shit

I hit you in your head you won't feel shit!!!



URRUURRRR

Let the dogs lose on a niggas ass

Find out if the niggas faster then the

trigger's blast

A fucking snake in the truest form

Knowin damn well that what I do is

wrong, plus what I do is strong

Niggas is makin movies so i gots to stop production

I

need a block to function and maybe I'll stop destructin

The blocks is not for frontin, So let

me get that shorty

Cause you don't need that shorty

you don't know what to do with that

shorty

You might as well hit this 40, before you hit the floor

Another 24, What you

want, Money, More!?!

Them niggas did it raw, with no condom

You find em, sayin sorry he

for what he said before I blind them

Get the flame out the four fifth, and there aint gonna be

no more riff

Dog you want a floss tiff, but would of made it to the door if

Bullets

travled alot slower, and you ran alot faster

But they don't and you can't so don't think about

after

Cause tomorrow ain't comin, so stop runnin

cause you gonna die like a sucker



Murder Motherfucker!!!



Uh!, where my mother fucking dogs at, Uh, Uh

My nigga

Jigga, My dog Ja, Irv Gotti, Rough Riders, Def Jam

Where my dogs at, Top Fight Uh, Where my

dogs at

Hold me down baby, Hold me down baby, Hold me down baby

Boomer One Love Nigga,

URRUURRRR, Murda Motherfucker
 
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