Murda, Murda, Kill, Kill lyrics

by

Mac


4x: mmm mmmmmm

(mac)
Soldier rag on my eye, soldier fit on my frame
I scream, "whoa" when I come through makin that mac-11 sang
If I'm dyin bad, don't tell my folks, I wasn't no joke when I blasted
Wrap me up in camoflauge, and put that tank on my casket
That n*gga was hip hop, that n*gga was gangsta
That n*gga was tall, that n*gga was slim
That n*gga was shell shocked, you wouldn't want f**k with him
I hung with killas, I hung with soldiers, I hung with gs
I hung with thugs, I hung with them n*ggas who probably wanted to murder
Me
F**kas, I cross my heart and pull the trigger
Dear God if I die, let me see the eyes of my killa, so I can haunt that
n*gga
Poppa shot me through the rubber
He knew that I would be a young bad muthaf**ka
When i

Chorus (2x): murder, murder (murder, murder)
Kill, kill (kill, kill)
sh*t's real (sh*t's real)
On the battlefield (on the battlefield)

(mystikal)
I said I'm sick and tired of tellin you n*ggas I'm not that n*gga to
Play with
They thinkin that they can tell me whatever they want and I ain't gon

Say sh*t
I guess I'm supposed to be lettin you call me b*tches and hoes to my
Face
Just look at ya, let ya f**k over me, ignore ya, then go by my way
Cut it out, stop that, unless ya got that feelin
However, wherever, whenever ya ready, I'm that n*gga

"ow!"
That was me whippin the f**k out that b*tch in the ? waffle house?
Look at you now, I'm warnin you n*gga wherever you f**k up right there
I'm shuttin you down, I'm tellin you if we don't know you don't come
Round that tank
Or no limit gon clown, I f**k over yo ass balls as big as godzilla
Here lizard, lizard, lizard, I'm comin to get ya
When I catch ya, you can betcha, blood gon spill
Murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, kill

Chorus 2x

(mac)
I was born a soldier, mama will tell ya I never was fake, I was real
I'm camouflaged and never die, it been that way since I was l'il
Murder, murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, it's real
You cross me wrong, don't think I forgot ya, just waitin on you to chill
You started beef with the assassin, when you see me you gotta be blastin
Ain't no love for the other side, cause I get all up in the ass and
Operation uptown, ghetto n*ggas shell shocked
Camoflauged down, soldier rebound, straight off the block
What?

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