Mystikal
Murderer
Songwriters: Lawson, Craig; Tyler, MichaelWhen N.O. meet, who gives a fuck about a poor neat scene?
I'm peepin' on ya, so I can creep up on ya
Shoot'cha in your face and take your money, J
Guns murder niggas at night
But I bet'cha, when I stop, runnin' behind 'em
Got'cha, come, get this ass whoopin'
Yo nigga you caught that bitch yet?
How in the fuck you gone duck a twelve round burst?
Guns murder niggas at night
Yo dumb ass in the street
But I'll be fucked if I'm gonna let them bitches murder mine
Nigga fetcher, satisfied when you're on the stretcher
Let you know just who you fuckin' with
Niggas even kill niggas at night
That's liable to shoot you over no dumb shit
Man, niggas even kill niggas at night
And hit the bricks before I do you in
If you bringing them niggas with ya, that's nothin'
But I'll be fucked if I'm gonna let them bitches murder mine
I done been through every scandalous sight, and every project
Two of your boys spied me comin'
The day I'm blood thirsty
Fuck that, I'm lockin' that bolt back
Not even Bruce Lee, could whoop a bullet ass
Guns murder niggas at night
Then it might be Thursday, three round burst day
That's what you get, from out there tryin' to go act bad
Gankin' niggas I'm gettin' downright scandolous
Drop, run, fall, kick, scream, now curse
You can't handle this
'Cuz if I catch'cha I'ma drill ya in your fuckin' chest
Niggas even kill niggas at night
Guns murder niggas at night
Guns murder niggas at night
But I'll be fucked if I'm gonna let them bitches murder mine
Waitin' for my chance to do your ass in
Cops murder niggas at night
Loadin' that gat, here that glock come
I don't give a fuck if it's on Sunday
Fuck no, I ain't caught that bitch yet
If I'ma pop ya, I'ma pop ya for just 'cuz
Get up, pack my shit and I'll stop, and then I'll fuckin' find him
Go get the A.K., bitch if I catch you in the mall Wednesday
Man, niggas even kill niggas at night
Bitch retreat or that ass is dead meat
But I'll be fucked if I'm gonna let them bitches murder mine
They gone pick you up, piece-by-piece off that concrete street
I'm poppin' the clip in
Pull your shirt down bitch
Then cops murder niggas at night
Monday, a one day when you go play, goes the A.K.
It don't matter how many fuckin' guns you got
Saturday, that's the day you go creepin'
But I ain't that type of nigga
you talk too much shit PLUS, you popped one of my boys
Just 'cuz you got a gat, that's just why you actin' brave
Them coward-hearted niggas started runnin'
But I'll be fucked if I'm gonna let them bitches murder mine
Hammin' at that ass on Tuesday, put up the nine
Handle your business, don't let your business handle you
That's the day that ass fall
I'm gone do you in, I'm tellin' ya bitch you gone have to get up quick
You might run but I'ma catch 'em
I ain't gone gone ride by and pop, 'cuz I might miss
We got beef, so I'ma shoot'cha like a fake bitch
Motherfuckin' murderer, shot my fuckin' brother
So when you're out bitch, move or I won't step
Then fuckin' cops murder niggas at night
No, niggas even kill niggas at night
Got a gat I got a glock, what'cha gone do?
Man, niggas even kill niggas at night
Then fuckin' cops murder niggas at night
Talkin' head gonna put you on your deathbed
Then cops murder niggas at night
Then fuckin' cops murder niggas at night
Out'cha fuckin' head, standin' on the corner
Sprayin' on his ass like a roach, and if I approach, too late to duck hoe
Calmin' my nerves, get rid of these punks and stick 'em in my mind
Stop playin' it up like a bone, bitch I know you are
Runnin' inside, talkin' that shit, front of his fuckin' boys
And cops murder niggas at night
Guns murder niggas at night
Then cops murder niggas at night
I know you got a gat, but I ain't scared bout that bullshit
Guns murder niggas at night
Smack your teeth, but I'ma knock you off your fuckin' feet
But you better be watchin' your back 'cuz I'm sneakin'
Man, niggas even kill niggas at night
But I'll be fucked if I'm gonna let them bitches murder mine
But not you though, you gots to play the hard role
The only thing that mater, is a nigga, to get the first shot
Fuck that, wait 'til Friday, payday
'Cuz if I peep, that ass is fallin' to the street
I'ma walk up to your face, Pop point blank bitch
But when I find him, I'm gone get that motherfucker
You want it? Fine, I done reached for that nine
Now wait 'til the weekend, hey, yeah
But I'll be fucked if I'm gonna let them bitches murder mine
He playin' the role of one them niggas that's always talkin' noise
Fuck that shit, 'cuz I'ma catch your ass this week
God gone have to forgive me, 'cuz I'ma shoot'cha in your head nigga
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