《Murder》歌词

[00:00:00] Murder (谋杀) - UGK (地下之王)

[00:00:19] I'm still Pimp C b**ch so what the f**k is up

[00:00:22] I'm puttin' powder on the streets cuz I got

[00:00:25] Big f**kin' nut's comin' back from Louisiana

[00:00:26] In a Fleetwood Lana

[00:00:28] I deserve them ni**a's sh*t to put they pea's on they banner

[00:00:31] Got the pound four by four cuz you know I just

[00:00:33] Pay to ni**a bought thirty from me

[00:00:35] So I fronted forty two he gonna pop to seven hundred

[00:00:38] Times sixty two twenty four eight is what I do

[00:00:40] So f**k what 'cha do

[00:00:42] If I told ya coc*ine number's you think I was lyin'

[00:00:44] Young ni**a's twenty two talkin' bout they retirin'

[00:00:47] In the game ain't a thang comin' far then we been

[00:00:50] Rick's home two apartment's where enter

[00:00:52] Tight friends mo bounce to the ounce

[00:00:54] Cuz the Wood the sh*t I done got me

[00:00:57] Fifty ounces out of birds ya b**ch

[00:00:59] Tightin' up no slack b**ches checkin' my stock

[00:01:01] Got some Burban City ni**a's so I'm a go to my garage

[00:01:04] Just got back from California kicked it with B-Legit

[00:01:06] Put me down with purple chronic and that hurricane sh*t

[00:01:10] At the studio with Tom I wish I could stay

[00:01:12] I got to holla at Master P cuz we got money to make

[00:01:15] We with playa'z from the South stack gee'z man

[00:01:18] Like Ball I got to stack big cheeze man

[00:01:21] B**ch say he wanna show ya

[00:01:23] You got nine grand I ain't rappin' sh*t

[00:01:25] Till my money in my hand

[00:01:27] South Texas mutherf**ka that's where I stay

[00:01:29] Gettin' money from yo b**ches every

[00:01:31] Got damn day

[00:01:32] Big paper I'm foldin'

[00:01:34] Hoes is on my mutherf**kin' jock

[00:01:36] For all this dick I be holdin'

[00:01:38] I hate grown man show it

[00:01:40] Especially if a fool take our style and

[00:01:42] Act like my ni**a's don't know it

[00:01:43] I kick it with the trill ni**a's so you best's

[00:01:45] Not trip if ya keep on talkin' sh*t

[00:01:48] My ni**a empty the clip

[00:01:49] Hoe azz ni**a

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[00:02:11] Well this Bun-B b**ch and I'm the king

[00:02:13] I'm movin' chickens got 'em finger lickin'

[00:02:15] Stickin' ni**a's who be trippin'

[00:02:16] You need a swift kickin' yo azz is right for the pickin'

[00:02:19] Now down as my pocket's stickin'

[00:02:20] I be thinkin' ni**a's slippin' you sick

[00:02:22] When I be clickin' now take a look at the

[00:02:24] Bigger ni**a Marl liquor swigger

[00:02:26] Playa hata ditch digger figure

[00:02:28] My hair trigger you bound one hot one in yo liver

[00:02:30] You shiver shake and quiver

[00:02:32] I'm free from ni**a you wetter den a river

[00:02:34] For what it's worth it's suburblous some ni**a's doin' dirt

[00:02:37] F**k her first and take off her skirt

[00:02:39] Make the p**sy hurt Mister Master

[00:02:41] Hit the Swisha faster then you keep a

[00:02:43] Blister bastard f**k her sister faster

[00:02:45] Hit the elbro for sale yo

[00:02:47] Brother better have my mail hoe

[00:02:49] Before I catch a murder case and go to jail hoe

[00:02:51] Hell no time to bail hit the trail so

[00:02:54] We can sell mo f**kin' yell get the scale

[00:02:56] No other bullet duck or get shoved

[00:02:59] Inside this game they better buck us

[00:03:00] Cuz the clucker's they love us

[00:03:01] Make them class dick suckers

[00:03:03] Check they jelly like smoker's

[00:03:04] I hit like nun-chuckers

[00:03:05] Cuz Short Texas bring the rukus

[00:03:07] This for my muthf**ker's

[00:03:08] Cookin' cheese to crooked geez

[00:03:10] Rockin' up quarter key's

[00:03:11] Just to get the hook with ease

[00:03:12] Wanna bee's get on yo knee's

[00:03:14] Fill the squeeze from them HK one three's

[00:03:16] >From here to over sea's

[00:03:17] We do what we please

[00:03:18] No trip cuz we flip

[00:03:20] Light up a dip

[00:03:21] I'm breakin' 'em off from they hip to yo lip

[00:03:23] Go ask that boy Skip

[00:03:25] That ni**a Bun rip

[00:03:25] With one clip soon as the gun slip

[00:03:27] Now I done ripped out my Barile

[00:03:29] Flyin' through yo belly belly and

[00:03:31] Some smelly red jelly is drippin' out of ya belly

[00:03:33] Servin' 'em like a Deli jumped on my cellular telli

[00:03:35] Hoe sell it like it's goin' out of style

[00:03:37] You can't see me Marcus so have a

[00:03:39] Motherf**kin' Sweet and smile