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Yo
Y'all niggaz don't know
But we about to fuckin let y'all know
You gonna get a motherfuckin' up close interview
With the motherfuckin' murderers
Niggaz is gonna let y'all know
About us
The Murderers
I'm that nigga that just came home from jail
I'm that nigga that's black as hell
I'm that nigga that don't give a fuck, I'm foul
I'm a murderer motherfucker, black child
I'm that balls bitch that'll scheme on your man
I'm that evil bitch that'll fuck up your plans
I'm so dangerous you can't fuck with this bitch
Vita, murder mistress (yo)
See I'm that nigga that'll hit 'em for dope
And I'm that nigga to bust a foe and crush the rows
See I'm that nigga that'll kick in your door
And duct tape you, leave you unaware of where we take you
I'm that revolver spittin', barrel turnin'
Hard headed nigga who never learned, but guns stay burnin
And I'm that nigga the quick feds heard of
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Bitch, tah slash murder
Yo who that nigga tah murdah from murder Inc
Oh, you that nigga killin' niggaz before they blink
Shoot that nigga, know me, I don't think
Just spit it and get acquitted
And blow 'em outta sink
Black child a nigga from across the way
(Oh yeah I heard of you nigga)
Let the torred spray, ok
Poke holes in niggaz like OJ
With this gun play, niggaz we blow 'em away
Eh we that nigga J to a r-u-l-e, probably
Up in the broad on broadway (all day)
Herbs who learn the hard way
While y'all bitches pull late
We bring it any and every way
Motherfucker who you dealin with, that nigga
Platinum in three weeks, I'm that nigga
Can I get a, holla holla my nigga
Run up in hoes, possibly yours, I'm that nigga
Pain ain't something I fear, I swear niggaz
I'ma clap up barely in air, cuz I'm that nigga
Movies, yeah baby I'm that nigga
Portraying all the murderers and drug dealers
See I'm that nigga for life, fuck with the J to A
Come on now you know me nigga
Murderers? You just can be fucking serious
The Murderers are coming (she's only five years old)
You're no motherfuckin murderers, I'm a motherfucking murderer
Get the niggaz respect (I murder for fun, get the niggaz out)
We're murderers baby (we rip his heads off)



Writer(s): Jeffrey Atkins, Tiheem Crocker, Ramel Gill, Irving Lorenzo, V Gadson



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