Murder lyrics

[Intro]
I ain't creepin', I ain't goin' (Ayo, Harry, run that sh*t back)
This another one, this another one
Get 'em
(Daydreammadeit, so it's major, huh?)

[Chorus]
These n*ggas gon' spare and the streets cold 'cause it's been dry now (It's been dry now)
Gotta watch my dog, this n*ggas's a snake, I got my iron out (This n*gga's a snake)
Forever hard-bodied, don't condone and trust them b*tches (Trust them b*tches)
Told the n*gga she loved him and dropped his lo' for them boys to get him (Them boys flipped him)
The streets screamin' out, "Murder" (They screamin', "Murder")
It's after dark, you know them killers outside (Outside)
Thе streets screamin' out, "Murder" (Murder)
Bеtter go in the house if you ain't ready to die (If you ain't ready)
The streets screamin' out, "Murder"

[Verse]
When the sun down, all black, that's when them killers lurkin' (That's when them killers lurkin')
My lil' dude just need a chop' and then throw back a Perky (Guh)
They killed his dog, want him to feel his pain and feel his hurtin' (Damn)
Ain't seen bloodshed for the first time and since then he been cursin' (Grr)
These ain't built for this creep sh*t, that's these f*ck n*ggas' problem (f*ck n*ggas' problem)
Slidin' that book 'cross they face, f*ck n*ggas get to hollerin' (Damn)
Oh, he did it? n*gga done transformed from a killer to a b*tch
I was born inside the streets, these n*ggas be beggin' to get in
And that's the sh*t I don't get
These n*ggas be tough as hell in the streets, in the cell they cryin' like a b*tch (Cryin' like a b*tch)
Goin' on the drill, I grabbed the stool, I went with Trey, I was slidin' dolo
Crackers knockin' at my door though, I had to stick this b*tch in the dirt, oh-oh (Hold on)
Cruisin' on the highway, I see 12 comin' my way
I'ma swervin' lane to lane (Skrrt), I'm doin' the dash, I'm screamin' out, "f*ck 'em" (f*ck 'em)
n*gga played me for a b*tch like I wasn't on sh*t, grabbed my stick and bust him (Boom)
Got my mama in my head before my drill, can't let a n*gga murder me (Yeah)
n*ggas dyin' 'bout a b*tch, these n*ggas make me sick (These n*ggas make me sick)
b*tches got these n*ggas feelin' that they on some sh*t (Like they on some sh*t)
These n*ggas bend and fold and break the code, I just can't respect it (I can't)
Bodies after bodies, I bet one of these f*ck n*ggas confessin' (Yeah, b*tch)
On my porch, clutchin' my stick, I'm out here listenin' to Blues (I'm out here listenin' to Blues)
I know these n*ggas gon' try to retaliate if they see it was on the news
I got cameras in my trees, watchin' them all from my room
As you step from out that car, the loud sound you hear is, "Boom"
Late night creepin' through his street, three men runnin' on feet (He gone)
Soon as he come outside the house, this lil' n*gga gon' be deceased (Turn your ringer on)
I'm prayin' he come outside this house, we been out here since three (On my soul)
There you go, grrt, that boy underneath
[Chorus]
These n*ggas gon' spare and the streets cold 'cause it's been dry now (It's been dry now)
Gotta watch my dog, this n*ggas's a snake, I got my iron out (I got my iron out)
Forever hard-bodied, don't condone and trust them b*tches (I don't, I don't)
Told the n*gga she loved him and dropped his lo' for them boys to get him (Them boys flipped him)
The streets screamin' out, "Murder" (Murder)
It's after dark, you know them killers outside (They outside)
The streets screamin' out, "Murder"
Better go in the house if you ain't ready to die (If you ain't ready)
The streets screamin' out, "Murder"

[Outro]
Yeah, huh, the streets screamin' out, "Murder"
And watch right, yeah, yeah
The streets screamin' out, "Murder"
Murder, murder, murder, murder
The streets screamin' out, "Murder"
Ready, done ran out of weed
Yeah, yeah
Murder