payphone door closes) (phone rings) C-Murder: Hello Jim Shoe Loco: Hey!Is this C-Murder C-Murder:what? Jim Shoe Loco:the No Limit guy..C-Murder C-Murder
Traduction: C-Assassiner. Phone Call.
Smoking on cush ain't never seen skunk Man I'm so throwed caught me in the zone I don't give a fuck about you calling on my phone I fucks with the stripper
wanna talk to me, wanna tell me what's goin on. Want me to serve him somethin' for real, cos I'll serve, murder [laughing] eh, eh get Puffy on the phone
let us pump on your block, fuck it, we makin it hot I'm that nigga that call the shots, with the iced out watch From the cordless cell phone, and the
do you want from me I guess I cut it up again and call it a day cuz you got a man, he never home, pretty little thing cryin on the phone city lights
it all on my own But that's a whole other song and y'all don't leave it alone! I save then baby, c'mon! Murderous, somebody noticed when I strike through
my otha potnah nigga die tonight And I'm always runnin from the boys in blue Biggie booms so im ask now pull out the cellular phone ta call up bone whats
, & C-Murder) [Phone Operator:] You have acollect call form an inmate in a correctional facility Inmate state your name: "This Darren" This phone call
of the Jeep laughin We followed them pollyin, he thought the hoes were Somalian Probably wanted to hit the Holiday Inn I grabbed the phone and called
fuck around wit the wrong shit Y'all get mo murdered all day all day We done paved the way and I'm on the run I'ma call my boys and bring all the guns
was dead with six to the head Then I got the phone call, it couldn't hit me harder We got infiltrated, like Nino at the Carter Heard Tec got murdered
his back, no leads to the case, Triple C's will handle that, Just bought a new swo? In the streets im sworn, Its time for the murder ride, all on board
yeh yeh) Chorus {Goldie Loc} C.. R.. I.. P.. cause that's all we G I'm from Rollin', 20, Gangsta Crip and I'ma tell you how the shit gon' C (gon' C)
blow this bitches brains out I'm nervous, I farted, some shit came out Times up, shot her with a gun Got on my cell phone and called Rev. Run And all
revenge on these haters, nigga [Chorus: Butch Cassidy] [WC] Murder, murder, murder [Warren G] I don't wanna die I'm trying to live, trying to survive Murder, murder, murder
to die Wanna see raided dead what's the reason why Retaliation, Revenge for convictions and murdered ones I'm in the pen one phone will murder ya son
