paroles de chanson 3/2 Murder 1 - Abel , Kane , Full Blooded
(Chorus)
32 Murder
1 lyric
at
your
door
32 Murder
1 lyric
at
your
door
6 million
ways
to
die
so
I
chose
32 murder
1 lyric
at
your
door
Verse
1 (Kane)
Lyrical
buckshots
to
gangsta
hip-hop
got
to
stop
F**k
crooked
cops
got
this
glock
so
try
to
stop
Explicit
I'm
on
some
ill
shit
God
is
my
witness
Watch
a
nigga
get
killed
with
the
quickness
Kane
& Abel
will
leave
your
ass
hurting
with
this
pump
Wrap
you
up
in
a
shower
curtain
and
dump
you
in
the
trunk
? Wanna
cuff
me
like?
The
bank
robber
crew
come
thru
drunker
than
a
motherf**ker
Caine
run
thru
in
your
brain
watch
your
body
drain
Cut
your
legs
off
for
half-stepping
in
the
game
I'll
snatch
you,
hurt
you
with
this
tech
and
this
mac
Pumping
on
your
chest
won't
let
you
take
another
breath
Bloody
murder
is
the
issue
Watch
these
hot
missles
kiss
you
Splatchering
your
brain
tissue
Its
Kane
with
fire
I
pour
gas
on
you
and
lit
you
I'm
getting
paid
off
the
services
of
AK's
I'm
out
here
bad
I
know
niggas
who
got
grenades
That's
how
it
is
in
New
Orleans
Niggas
don't
go
to
school
in
the
morning
You
get
popped
without
warning
Everybody
and
they
mama
in
this
f**king
game
Little
g's
get
fronted
QB's
from
Ben
Thomas
? Workers
keep
on
coming
up
short
get
shot
up
In
the
knees
My
gradmama
watching
the
news
waiting
to
see
my
face
And
if
I
catch
case
can
cola
Cause
she
don't
understand
slanging
quarters
Cause
I
gots
to
be
a
baller
I
smoke
that
cess
smoke
The
fire
getting
higher
cut
your
fingers
off
And
biting
bitches
like
a
vampire
Living
fantasies
like
Mariah
(Chorus)
Verse
2 (Abel)
You
was
the
victim
of
a
deadly
plot
you
got
shot
You
f**king
blood
clot
your
face
popped
Pick
up
the
pieces
On
Kane
& Abel
get
blow
deceases
The
murder
rate
increases
Talking
all
that
shit
couldn't
let
that
shit
pass
Sewed
up
your
lips
put
the
hot
curling
iron
up
your
ass
Bitch
show
some
sense
here
respect
Fear
of
penatentiary?
will
put
your
clic
in
check
What's
this,
bucking
hoes
in
my
clothes
By
my
Cutlass,
wanna
be
thugs
is
trying
to
buck
this
You
miss,
you
bests
to
be
in
before
your
curfew
I
murder
you
sipping
brew
just
like
my
St.
Ides
commercial
My
gangsta
ass
weed
make
your
nose
bleed
Smoke
these
damage
your
eyes
you
be
standing
like
Chinese
MC's
take
off
running
as
I
Grab
the
mic
sweating
like
Rambo
machine
gun
And
I'm
macking
on
your
hoe
macking
on
your
little
sister
When
I
get
stressed
Send
both
them
bitches
to
the?
switchers
The
SKS
hit
ya
make
ya
bloody
crime
lab
pictures
Breaking
niggas
apart
like
Kevin
On
the
ground
when
I
come
to
town
Niggas
better
get
the
f**k
from
around
(Chorus)
Verse
3 (Kane)
At
funeral
shows
dead
niggas
got
the
best
hoes
They
shows
fearing
us
got
they
face
froze
I
smoke
a
Newport
sniffing
embalming
fluid
? Myself
up
to
do
it
And
when
I
did
it
you
gone
get
it
Sitting,
gripping
on
my
tech
and
it
don't
sweat
I
can
feel
the
devil's
hot
breath
on
my
neck
Buck
buck
to
your
ass
get
you
numb
like
Teddy
Pendegrass
Fiening
for
quick
cash,
how
long
this
shit
gone
last
Bucking
to
your
chest
like
David
Koresh
Make
you
stank
like
doo
doo
And
got
hoes
who
know
that
voodoo
Kane
& Abel
is
the
name
and
now
you
know
the
pain
2 to
the
brain
for
being
greedy
to
the
f**king
game
(Chorus)
Album
The 7 Sins
1 Gangstafied
2 This is the Life
3 Black Jesus
4 Git'n Paid
5 Basement Session
6 That's How it's Gon' Happen 2 U
7 Between Us
8 God & Gunz
9 3/2 Murder 1
10 Abortion
11 Jealous Again
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