Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Murder Game , by - P$C. Song from the album 25 To Life, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 22.08.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Atlantic
Song language: English
Murder Game |
| If you want it fuck boy bust a motherfuckin' move |
| (If you want it fuck boy bust a motherfuckin' move) |
| He don’t want it with me, I’ll up my strap |
| Put his brains in his lap, let’em think about that |
| (He don’t want it with me, I’ll up my strap |
| Put his brains in his lap, let’em think about that) |
| Hold up (Hold up) Slow down (Slow down) |
| Ho nigga (Ho nigga) Sit down (Sit down) |
| If you think I’m a ho, if you think I’m a bitch |
| Like Boosie and Webbie say you got me fucked up |
| If you think I’m a ho, if you think I’m a bitch |
| Like Boosie and Webbie say, you got me fucked up |
| So killa (so killa) |
| Slow down (slow down) |
| Before you get put 6 feet down |
| In the ground |
| Work somethin' (work somethin') |
| Hurt somethin' (hurt somethin') |
| Walk up on your victim and squirt somethin' (squirt somethin') |
| Think I ain’t got nuts to pull the trigger? |
| You done lost your mind |
| I walk up on you killa cock the Glock then release my nine |
| I’m tired of niggas thinkin' cuz I rap I’m not the same person |
| I’ll run up on you quick and bust yo shit, live right in person |
| Think about these verses before you approach me with that misbehavin' |
| Cuz I got sawed-off chop your 40 cal yeah I got different flavors |
| Center squad and Goon shoot up the room ain’t no wakin' neighbors |
| All my soldiers got revolvers, silence’em with baked potatoes |
| Fuck a hata, hit your ass with hollows till your body fall The impact of my 40 |
| threw your skeleton into the wall |
| I love action, bust a nigga with pistols and assault rifles |
| My murder game is equal to the motherfuckin' speed of lightning |
| Young viking, hit a pussy nigga like I’m Mike Tyson |
| So excitin', 4th of July fireworks when I start lightin' |
| It’ll be a nationwide man hunt, why you piss my niggas off |
| Why you piss my niggas off? |
| Got to make you take a loss |
| You talkin' but you ain’t sayin nuttin' it’s obvious that you fake and flaw |
| Read’em like a book I’m about to rip his pages off |
| Do it then, say you tough, do it then, you’s a bluff |
| Called it like I seen it you’s a busta nigga, do it then |
| Never lose my cool, wild out dude and lose your limbs |
| The weapon you choose to use, you’re not gonna know what you gon' do wit them |
| You better slow ya roll slow ya roll slow ya roll |
| Zone 1, Zone 4 drag his ass through the floor |
| I ain’t trippin' (I ain’t trippin') I ain’t trippin' (I ain’t trippin') |
| I’m a grown man, bitch, I handle my business (I handle my business) |
| Campaignin', champagne rainin' need a blunt I got the purp |
| I don’t need a chump up in my face unless you wanna be hurt |
| Get a grill (get a grill) get a grill (get a grill) |
| Before I do I let it hit you off the real (off the real) |
| Aye here’s a couple reasons why dissin' TIP ain’t the thang to do |
| One, I ain’t as lame as you, Two, I done slung more 'caine than you |
| Three, I’m more of a G than all the niggas who hang wit you |
| Four, When I show up your ho act like she never came wit you |
| Drama I’m no stranger to |
| All the niggas you brang wit you |
| Lay out in the streets their body leakin' till the change to blue |
| I’mma be the reason your mom and daddy ashamed of you |
| And why your cousins, brothers, and sisters don’t even claim to you |
| Pimp Squad Click punk bitch wanna plainer view? |
| I’mma point this thang at you seconds before I bang at you |
| Power and respect the money and fame’s attainable |
| We don’t mix cuz G’s and tricks ain’t interchangeable |
| I’mma bang it when my chamber full, long as it’s a thang to pull |
| Old ladies cryin' kids yellin' niggas sayin' uggghhh |
| I play the game without a rule or a ref |
| I’m hands on so when it’s on I do it myself (nigga) |