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เพลง Crime Scene (Explicit)

อัลบั้ม Irv Gotti Presents: The Murderers

ศิลปิน Dave Bing, Black Child, Ronnie Bumps, Tah Murdah

21 มี.ค. 43

เนื้อเพลง Crime Scene (Explicit)

 

The f**k is wrong with y'all n***az

You think this s**t is a game n***a

Like it ain't about murder and c*****e n***a

The f**k is wrong wit y'all

It's Murder Inc n***a

With some Dave Bing s**t

Stop gettin' it f**ked up

Yeah

Yo the first dollar for me I admit it the block did it

Murder came with it nice cars and dime b***hes

Hangin' out late nicknamed the milk crate

But on a bad note came jail time and jam nines

Can you feel the rhyme feel a thug trying to shine

On the grind you better keep your a*s in line

'Cuz from the get get go n***a say it ain't so n***a

You was watchin' me through your window n***a

Doing crimes selling twenties for dimes

Middle finger in the air screamin' f**k one time

As you peep out don't got the balls to speak out

Scary reach out scream murder and pull the glock out

Cock it back then tell your crew to relax

Take a deep breathe now take six to the chest

Ten to the neck just in case you wearin' a vest

And that's the whole sixteen coppin' in safeen

Motherf**ker when you see Tah

Bet I'm holdin' a fifth and a full clip

At any given moment to flip on some bulls**t

Spit it sick flowin' like alien and I'm way beyond flashin'

So if you see crumbs n***a get to dashin'

I mastered the game accurate aim put two in you

Slappin' your dame jump back in the range

For this hover dough

Rapidly gunnin' the floor like a calico

Let it rip reload and spit a hundred more

Give you a reason to run oh you gung ho

I hope y'all n***az really ready 'cuz my steel is heavy

And feel no petty for those stuffed in a box

N***a peep it and watch how the sun glisten on rocks

I pissed on the blocks and hustle for scraps

But now I'm on some click clack

Keep your eyes on the cash gimme that

Where they at y'all n***az want it

We right here let me make myself clear

N***a we can't be touched the f**k y'all want

From rob men that rob grown men

And be the one hustlin' 'til the one come in

The worst n***az cock back and spit for gin

'Til the day we win n***az is gonna fall from Wood Hall

Thugs who seen it all this is war

The streets ain't the same no more

On the floor

Let's explore whoever's quick on the draw is the law

The f**k you set these rules for it's the streets

My code is the heat plus we all gotta eat

Take a seat and watch the streets get runned by thugs

Now stand up and watch my hustlin' n***az rush the club

Automatic love fingerprints clubs b 38 snubb

Motherf**ker do you know me

Ronnie Bump with a four five that won't leave you lonely

My slugs will be your homeys

Pop the glock and make you know me

I was only fourteen doin' my thing

Gettin' cream in Jamaica Queens

N***az scheme for they dreams

Come clean if not you gots to get shot

Give me the ooh op and let me hold down the block

F**k cops I pump crack rocks on back blocks

Lace shots at them snitch n***az snap box

Black Child couldn't go play with the children

'Cuz I was too busy pumpin' up them jums in the buildin'

While most kids went to school to maintain

I was in the spot cookin' up c*****e

The game got me at eighteen I got sloppy

Caught a body and shot up his house party

Time to relocate I better transport my weight

Pick up all my papes and bounce out of state

Catch me in Virginia I ain't gonna never surrender

Unless I'm dead or injured

And that's somethin' to remember n***a

Yo it ain't nothin' but murder one

N***az holdin' they guns and bustin' 'em

My n***az foul son we spray up the block

And leave bystanders numb and brain dumb

N***az heard the shots but where they comin' from

I squeezed off and hit his b***h up my aim's off

But f**k it n***a rob the block for twelve hundred

So I came off if it's murder you want it's murder I give

Makin' it harder for n***az to live for you and your kids

No question murder perfection dog

I'm runnin' through you and into the Lord I never prayed for

God knows I'm layin' for him bustin' at the sky

My aim's on him my man Kurt died the blames on him

You better believe him killin' n***az dead for this dream

By any means I'm deadin' your team destroyin' your dreams

Now hows 'bout this n***a oh goin' all out for the dough

Yo I show out f**k around and get blowed out

 

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