Murdergram de Jay-Z

Murdergram

Jay-Z

'Murdergram' se estrenó en 1998. Este tema está incluido en el disco 'Streets is Watching Soundtrack'

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Murdergram

Niggas is dead, dead I tell you, can't be serious
What you think is gonna happen with three of the illest niggas together in street music and so forth on one track, huh?
Can't be serious, it's Murda ni***, huh, it's Murda!

Motherfuck*** wanna kill me but don't got the heart
To look me in the eyes with the nine and spark
Cause whether you're for or against this
When I spit with murderous intentions, everybody goes everybody knows
The weapons I possess they not for show
And you put dresses on your weapons when you walk out the door
See once I flash mother fuck*** better do the one shot dash
Or be one shot ass
J to the A-Y to the drive by to your hood screaming bye-bye to you
Why would you f*** with me
Knowing I put you six feet deep and them niggas could die wit'cha
Cock the hot pistol and pop the hot Cristal
And promise you only one thing, to not miss you
Jayhovah know the God that served ya
Cause dead or alive when I arrive it's murder

Shit I hope ya'll niggas know to lay low now
Cause thou shall perish if you don't bow down
Cause I hit em on sight, its dark dim the lights
You shot twice god bless to this the night
That a lot of niggas fear the coming of their life
And you dead right be in hell looking for ice
Fuc*** with Ja you bitch niggas talking shit
All on my dick you broke niggas making me rich
You gonna blaze me 'cause you high ripped off the Henny rock
Flow semi-hot handling me your not
Check my forte not even on a bad day you beat this
Rather beat your dick or your bitch
My flow be the sick shit, gravely ill
Niggas dying cause they know I spit like iron, nothing but bark flying
Flows and mics, hell and night, go together like heaven and light
Niggas ain't seeing my plight, It's alright
I let the world know I shine like ice
I bet it all I can throw a hard four in the dice
Cause I'm a gambling man, you should gamble with a gat in your hand
Spin in barrel and put it to your head
Cause we don't dance no more all we do is cock and spit
Dedicated to giving you nothing but thug shit
Think we playing, you undoubtable fall further
Fuc*** with I-N-C is murder

I'm a cruddy ni***, going raw-dog in dirty bitches
And if I get burnt, I'm giving that shit to thirty bitches
You say you know a ni*** like me, guess again poppy
I might smile up in your face but I ain't your friend poppy
Jump out the fifteen hundred like run it, niggas don't want it
Get it, done it, when I'm blunted
However it went down, I made it happen, made it scrapin'
I made it fussing, busting, I made it capping
And letting off wasn't nothing new to a ni***
Something to do to a ni***, 'cause you is a fool ni***
I know your type, you hype, all up off that fake shit
You can't understand why a man would have to take shit
Or steal shit, but this is that real, niggas kill shit, peel shit
I hit you in your head you won't feel shit!
URRUURRRR
Let the dogs loose on a niggas ass
Find out if the niggas faster then the trigger's blast
A fuc*** snake in the truest form
Knowing damn well that what I do is wrong, plus what I do is strong
Niggas is making movies so I gots to stop production
I need a block to function and maybe I'll stop destructing
The blocks is not for fronting, so let me get that shorty
Cause you don't need that shorty
You don't know what to do with that shorty
You might as well hit this 40, before you hit the floor
Another 24, What you want, money, more?!
Them niggas did it raw, with no condom
You find em, saying sorry he for what he said before I blind them
Get the flame out the four fifth, and there ain't gonna be no more riff
Dog you on the floor stiff, would have made it to the door if
Bullets traveled a lot slower, and you ran a lot faster
But they don't and you can't so don't think about after
Cause tomorrow ain't coming, so stop running
Cause you gonna die like a sucker
Murder motherfuc***!!!

Uh!, where my mother fuc*** dogs at, uh, uh
My ni*** Jigga, my dog Ja, Irv Gotti, Ruff Riders, Def Jam
Where my dogs at, Ty Fyffe, uh, where my dogs at
Hold me down baby, hold me down baby, hold me down baby
Boomer, one love ni***
URRUURRRR, Murda motherfuc***..

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