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Doja Clik

Call Me A Murdera

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438 3 часа назад

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Call me a murdererMotherfucking killaHigh off that bongKill Cali thrillaThough you can`t kill a gLet alone see a gKilln` motherfuckers in the first degreeAlways down to jack cause I`m down for mineTryin` to make my bailCause I`m Hard On Da GrindFool it`s that shit that`s on hitMakin` suckas sickPlaya hatas wanna tripThen I gotta get my glockWatch these suckas flockeWatch these suckas flockeStay off my jockIf I catch a fool who`s out to get meOff with the headLike a chicken with no wingsCook his ass upFeed him to my kidCause I`m sickWith the shit I spit bitch manI can`t fade silly bustas I hateTake him to my dungeonDecide their fateWait 24, the next night I goBack to the placeWhere the lost souls romeGet up real closeLook at our eyesSee fear of anotherWaiting to dieI still don`t give a fuck about deathKillin` fools just for funUntil I breathe my last breathDarkness lurks through my mindIt`s hard to find a lightI`m a killa so I can`t be kindFrite night every nightFor a sucka punk motherfuckerKill him slowLike a rock to a cluckerBustas recognize look me in the eyeAnd see deathStep into my game without a refI bless you with the dose to your tongueMake you see visions of deathPeople hungI come from the dungeons of dojaPut a stick of dinamite in your mouthAnd explode yaI should be deadTalkin` is crazyBut there hasn`t been a sucka yet to fade meMaybe I`ll returnResurrect myselfCome back and take away his health and his wealthCauses found they dramaGive his ass tramaLet them playa hatas know that I`m a Crazy lunatic that`s back from the graveTake him to my dungeonsMake em all my slavesI don`t have no loveMy mind is full of hateWhen I know I`m goinMurder damn I can`t waitBut I keep calm to do my job rightI know in my mind some suckers die tonightI might let me liveLet him live in fearBut I never let it go pass the fucking yearPeople come to me, ask me if I`m sickYes I`m crazier than (??)Bustas don`t you tripBustas I know you hear me so eat dicks upIf I catch you slippin` fools I`m choppin` your fuckin` (??) upThen I rat-tat-tat-tat on that assWill I have to blast, If I got you bare handedBreakin` aint thinkin` it hard testAnd if you get away, that doesn`t mean shitCause I`ll catch ya, stick my hand in your (?)And laugh at cha(??) with the shit manI kinda hate myself, cause I`m a crazy lunaticRippin` up bodies (yeah)Kill them like mollyDown to get naughty when I`m drinkin` a (?)It`s gonna be a murder at midnightPlus I got mint, tow up, go on the act rightMotherfucker....gone______________________________________________________Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com

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