Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Murkin Season , by - Plies. Release date: 05.08.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Murkin Season |
| Ey I’d Like to welcome all you motherf**kers man |
| to the home of the goons, where the grave yards over corwded |
| and where chopperz is a must! |
| you caught slippin crackers goin find ur ass not breathing |
| 100 wholes in ur ass with ur body leaking |
| nigga ridin with em drums nigga for a reason |
| cuz down here we in the middle of murking season! |
| stay on ur porch nigga if u aint ready to make a shake |
| cuz this the home of the bodies check the muder rate |
| money and ski’s is the only that’ll be the murder case |
| so you better kill him if u dnt want him at ur court date |
| if u comin u better come with em choppers and dont fake |
| cuz if u bullshit you’re the one that’s getting erased |
| this niggaz murikin out pussy niggaz in broad day |
| where-ever you get caught slippin at that’s where u lay |
| and like they say nigga no face, no case! |
| as long as these goons are lurkin these streets aint safe |
| the more rounds you shoot nigga the less aim it takes |
| it’s murkin season so you pussies better stay out the way! |
| Murkin Season dont end, this shit year round |
| it aint never drop murkin season never slow down |
| it’s imposibble to many choppers floating around |
| these young niggaz they sick with it on that 4 pound! |
| lil cuzin 12 and all he talking is murkin now |
| old lady said she got woke up by that chopper sound |
| say she got on her bed and laid back down |
| from what i heard em crackers fired 120 rounds |
| 4 motha f**kin dead bodies laying on the ground |
| niggaz bettin on it now, who goin get off first? |
| running ur f**k box better what how u choose u words |
| that nigga sending threats pussy u got alot of nerves |
| niggaz would leave ur motherf**kin brains on the burb |
| this ain the 80's dawg… niggaz getting murked |
| everywhere you turn you see dead niggaz ono t-shirts |
| everytime i pass by the grave yard i see a herse… |
| not respecting these streets is what got you niggaz f**ked |
| that oussy nigga aint about it, he jus know hwo to bring tongue |
| runnin ur dick suckin lips would get you chopped up i know plenty niggaz like you that done got touched |
| you talking loud cuz u got a chopper nigga that aint enough |
| i know 100 niggaz that got choppers but only few would bust! |
| u got the mouth of a killa but you aint got the guts |
| u got the front game down packed but you aint got the nuts |
| u probably got off before but you aint wack nothing |
| this the wrong place to play games dawg the streets real |
| trying to impress a mothaf**ker would get you nigga killed |
| Murking season is offcial now this shit for real! |