*featuring Hitman & Ms. Roq
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[Hitman]
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When darkness be closin in
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I'm motivated, with the howlin wind
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with a list of chosen men, frozen in sin
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Knowin that your end is beginnin
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Swift silent and deadly
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There's no defendin my plots, I know your every movement
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For six months I watch, coulda gotchu at your baby's mother's house
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Even at your down-low weed spot
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But the backdrop, wasn't flattering enough
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I didn't want people gathering and stuff [cameras click]
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Snapshots of blood splattering from the snuff
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Here - puff this here, while I figure which way, to split yo' wig
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Right now you as nervous, as a Farmer John pig
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As I dig into my tragic bag, take out the HK
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Twist on the silencer, insert the thirty-shot mag (WHOOSH)
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Bullet stuck to his brain like a mack
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Skull in fragments, I leave the cleanup to Dragnet
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This is anybody MURDERAHHH
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to fuckin everybody MURDERAHHH
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Nigga all y'all MURDERAHHH
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uh, uh, for real
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You'll fuck around and get killed
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This is anybody MURDERAHHH
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Motherfuckin everybody MURDERAHHH
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Yeah nigga all y'all MURDERAHHH
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uh, uh, for real
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You'll fuck around and get killed
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[Ms. Roq]
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Peeped all the stash drop and exchange of the dough
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Lurkin through the turf, think how I'ma just work
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Give em chase to the crib and yo he properly laced
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Stepped out the car, put my steel, to the side of his face
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Murder - this the fuckin Case, rob this nigga and shake
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the fuckin spot cause in a few it's gon' be crawlin with cops!
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Who's the bad bitch now, you crept on, paid the piper
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Who'da thought a sexy bitch could be a murderous sniper
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Detrimental to your health, shoulda learned yo' lesson
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But it's too late nigga bye-bye, better count yo' blessings
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I been watchin you watchin me, yeah you ballin
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Was, nigga now you finger fucked and steady fallin
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A thug wit no love, but bitch niggaz die fast
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Thug niggaz die young - oh what you thought you would last?
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Blast two shots to the dome, slide back to the pad
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and jack my nigga off, til his dick get soft
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Resume the wifey boo shit, cause yo my man don't know
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that his bitch is straight ill, servin ass with fo'fo' (KABOOM)
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I'm a motherfuckin MURDERAHHH
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Bitch disses anybody MURDERAHHH
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Yeah nigga all y'all MURDERAHHH
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uh, uh, for real
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You'll fuck around and get killed
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I'm a motherfuckin MURDERAHHH
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Uhh bitch disses anybody MURDERAHHH
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Yeah nigga all y'all MURDERAHHH
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uh, uh, for real
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You'll fuck around and get killed! [echoes]
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Murder Ink
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| Dr Dre |
