Tonalité : D minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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One 44, two 45's
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3 loaded clips, 4 niggas roll,
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one nigga drives
500 benz, 6 reasons why
This kid should die
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We shooting every mother
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fucker outside
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Pulled on his block, jumped out the car,
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guns in our hand
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At the same time everybody ran
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There that nigga go,
hiding in the crowd
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Let the trigger blow,
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7 shots now he lying on the ground
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Blood on the floor
Then we shot some more
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Niggas he was with
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2 niggas hit, one nigga fell
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One tryed to run, go get him son
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Make sure he's done before we bail,
I ain't trying to goto jail
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Must handle beef, code of the street
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Load up the heat,
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if these nigga think they could fuck around
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Real niggas do real things
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By all means, niggas knowing how we get down,
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it goes
Verse 2
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Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what
Kill kill kill, murder murder murder
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Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what
Kill kill kill, murder murder murder
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Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what
Kill kill kill, murder murder murder
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Shoot 'em up,
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just shoot 'em up, what
Verse 3
Kill kill kill, murder murder murder
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Driving through roads,
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suburban chevrolet
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6 tinted windows, and I'm on my way
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To get up with my hoes,
I pull up to they house
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Not a freak to be heard,
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nobody came out
Ringing the bell, where in the hell
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Could they be at, I'm about to leave
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Steppin' slow,
where my truck was at
Who the fuck is that?
Could it be a jack?
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Now pull my strap, it's my man
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And we have the same plan
There them bitches go
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Civic '94, looking funny though
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Open up the car door, funny smile
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Fuck 2 already, 3rd ass was heavy
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"Nas this is sher ri, sherri this is nas,
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and his man, ready?"
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Walked in the house,
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snatched off they clothes
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Ran through them hoes
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Plenty ice, that they all seemed to like
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Can't find my man, heard a blam blam
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Now I'm wondering, "in this scam,
do I even stand a chance?"
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He killed the hoes, took all they doe
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Fire in his eyes, higher than the sky
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Com ing down the stairs
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Now he wanting mine,
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reaching for my nine
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Aiming with our guns at each others face,
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at the same time
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My nine on his lips, his fifth on my
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chin, I start whispering
"put your gun down,
we can skip town"
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Rocked him to sleep, pushed back his meat
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Lift off his chain
Verse 4
Took his shit, emptied out close range
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Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what
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Kill kill kill, murder murder murder
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Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what
Kill kill kill, murder murder murder
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Shoot 'em up,
just shoot 'em up, what
Ebm
Am
Kill kill kill, murder murder murder
Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up, what
Kill kill kill, murder murder murder
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