Traduction: C-Assassiner. Assassiner F / Mac, M. Serv-sur - Show Me Luv.
Traduction: Master P. Assassiner M. Serv sur l'éternité.
Traduction: Serv-sur M.. Assassiner.
Magic:] Serv, Serv on, Serv, say bro, let's go bro I just saw them niggas bro, let's go get them stupid ass motherfucking niggas [Chorus] Murder, Murder
gang [Flesh] We runnin' with no hoes, and the bigger Bone that's known for gettin' his swerve on and kickin' it on the stage (Off in the rag), gettin' my serve on
If you ain't up on this then you ain't up on shit Super official with the style If you ain't up on this then you ain't up on shit [Suffa (Pressure):]
serve us Y'ALL nervous, know them guns on full service, ready to fire One body, two body, three body, four Young sittin on paper, I'm above the law Young shittin on
big nigga 3x [Verse 1: Youngbleed] So many ways to get paid Better, keep, fake, i.d. Sure yall don't try me It's murder, I'm a server Lyric life
me gang We runnin' with no hoes and the bigger Bone That's known for gettin' his swerve on and kickin' it on the stage Off in the rag, gettin' my serve on
And I am a mess, call me dash d cadet here to serve and protect Oh and do not forget I'll murder your flesh beat it over again and then murder your best
know one more dead mothafucka on the street from the Mr doc Locc straight to the brain with sicc ideas with black market death murder when they
s real out here (They damn sure don't) This is volume 2 (Volume 2) Nigga, so, get ignorant Twista (Drag-On) Twista (Drag-On) Whether murder or bouncy beat, my flow be philosophical Smokin' on
do it big nigga I do it big nigga So many ways to get paid better, keep, fake, ID Sure y'all don't try me it's murder, I'm a server Lyric life sentence
[Mr. Serv-On/(Big Moe)] (Serv, Serv, stop that nigga man.) What's wrong Moe. Nigga what you lookin for them big hoes? (Yeah I'm lookin for them big hoes
of the charts is my business It don't really matter if it's him or if it's her Decapitating bodies on my list like Jeffrey Dalmer Serial style murders jumpin' off on
Murder on the block, it's the Soldiers mayne Black Sopranos leave you slumped in the car of your dreams And my location, I'm in the Cali breeze Smokin on
hurt you I hit your bird too, two in your scalp then you out Your thug crew is out, blood oozing out Some serving caine Knowing nothing about this murder
murda, Murda that when yell before I serv ya A-s-s-a-s-s-i-n don't make me dig into the hearts of men wooo! Chourus (c-murder) Im a motha fuckin no