ya dig) [Chorus - 2x] [C-Murder] I'm C dash (ya dig) to the Murder man (ya dig) I make you dance (ya dig) give you a chance (ya dig) I run the streets
Traduction: C-Assassiner. Ya Dig.
my dogs (ya dig) you know we ball (ya dig) Until we fall (ya dig) but we won't fall (ya dig) 2001 (ya dig) 2002 (ya dig) 2003 (ya heard) we play for keeps
just protecting my brain I don't need to reach out and touch ya, stay out of my range If you don't give me a reason, I ain't goin murder you maan I'm
Creekwater, Ca$his, Kuniva, Stat Quo) [Tony Yayo] Shady, Shady, Shady [Intro: Obie Trice] OOOOOOOOOOOOO-MIIIIIIIIIX {"Cryyyy"} Back nigga (dry ya face
ten mo' With a bitch on my side with some hips like woah [Chorus:] Lemme see you hit the floor (c'mon) I know that your with it Till ya body sore Girl
the fire rising come and smoke a joint with me its a prophesy a punk-rock-oprahcy and all shots are free when shorty rocks with me c'mon, c'mon forget
that Supreme team, if we lose you open your minds Start readin some things, we got it, holla at us, c'mon Easy with that murder murder murder, kill kill
cased up nigga, stay deep in court Reminiscin' on that cold cell, deep in thought Gettin' skinny, couldn't eat, cause the meat was poor Ya'll niggas
, its so uh prankster Its the hoodie hoodie, goodie goodie To lick ya boogie oggie oggie Can ya dig what i'm talkin bout I smell ya Battle Cat Now thats
s was on the case (uh-huh) But you know I aint tryin to floss but Murder was the murder was the case that they lost (murda murda murda murda) chorus
an immortal, and that?s the reason I murder you Focus on my hocus pocus and make a likkle magic After I wreck and check ya, then ya best pick a better
make bread, rise like yeast Won't hesitate to put hot chrome to ya teeth So fuck beef! Real gangsters load heat When ya see 'em in the street better call the police, c
ya ass with lead Put a hole in your wig, with the cig', ya dig? Said fuck the kids, I don't play that shit (c'mon) It's all part of the game, man the
swoll up Suckers who flexed yo, their deaths got tolled up, holled up 'Cause I'm not the nigga to toy with boy with the big mouth Ya got time to riff
again Ill unload the clip and conversate with my friend Now this thing shouldn't be that hard I done lost my dog now im fallin apart (Verse 1) C-Murder
St. Lunatics, nigga know that, know that Supreme team, if we lose you open your minds Start readin' some things, we got it, holla at us, c'mon Easy with that murder, murder, murder