Magnum Murder
Who said blood was thicker then water Well I’m here to tell you it’s not I know a nigga right now all black/ski mask, getting ready to hit up the spot Give a fuck that’s my brother or not I was already on point wit the plot his homeboy flip the script for a blue strip acting oblivious, while feeling betrayed This 357. A dangerous weapon Blow a whole in his chest the size of a melon I been hustling and stacking my bread Nike shoe box tucked under my bed Full of cash atleast a few bands I had to make a decision Catch a body and go back to prison I didn’t want it to end like this Can’t help wonder why, Give the shirt off my back no questions Took you out trenches steak n shrimp for dinner Nomo ramen noodle on stove in a skillet Pissed off now it’s Demon time lose control of my body Everytime that I think about it Ali from the shoulders when I’m punching body’s Actin tough on net walk the streets in silent Kill the lights when I turn on yo block and watch it Turned off the lights It’s a 11 at night I prayed to the man up stairs Told him open the gates There’s a soul on the way His final destination for heaven sake Made sure to let him know I’ll be back in few days Took the bait cause all he can think about is that easy lick, make him feel rich, plot twist I never left, I was hiding Patiently waiting for the break in Heard the window in bedroom open I knew it was him I was anxious but quiet Crack the door, just to take a peek Soon as I seen 2 feet it was go time Jumped out like jack in the box Up the 357 cocked back the hammer Felt his heart beat through his back Now he beggin and cryin for pleading Throwing excuses like I ain’t tryna hear it Murder Murder on my mind like I’m melly You a dummy for thinkin you was gonna get away wit this Could of chose anybody besides me Ain’t the only hustler in the city Ain’t no sympathy can’t even trust niggas Move with a chess board strategy Check mate Lost ya life 3 days for his birthday Same game i just play it different way member homeboy i paid to snitch on him, He turned out to be body #2 Caught that man in the bed with his sister she 14 Street justice bless him with sweet dreams Everybody wanna be like Mike 6 wholes though his body don’t feel like Mike Murder murder kill kill niggas Didn’t they deserve what they got I don’t see why not My brother lost his life tryna rob me Homeboy ain’t right in his noggin So I gave him a shot you can’t get from a doctor, cured all of his mf problems Bloody murder story
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Who said blood was thicker then water Well I’m here to tell you it’s not I know a nigga right now all black/ski mask, getting ready to hit up the spot Give a fuck that’s my brother or not I was already on point wit the plot his homeboy flip the script for a blue strip acting oblivious, while feeling betrayed This 357. A dangerous weapon Blow a whole in his chest the size of a melon I been hustling and stacking my bread Nike shoe box tucked under my bed Full of cash atleast a few bands I had to make a decision Catch a body and go back to prison I didn’t want it to end like this Can’t help wonder why, Give the shirt off my back no questions Took you out trenches steak n shrimp for dinner Nomo ramen noodle on stove in a skillet Pissed off now it’s Demon time lose control of my body Everytime that I think about it Ali from the shoulders when I’m punching body’s Actin tough on net walk the streets in silent Kill the lights when I turn on yo block and watch it Turned off the lights It’s a 11 at night I prayed to the man up stairs Told him open the gates There’s a soul on the way His final destination for heaven sake Made sure to let him know I’ll be back in few days Took the bait cause all he can think about is that easy lick, make him feel rich, plot twist I never left, I was hiding Patiently waiting for the break in Heard the window in bedroom open I knew it was him I was anxious but quiet Crack the door, just to take a peek Soon as I seen 2 feet it was go time Jumped out like jack in the box Up the 357 cocked back the hammer Felt his heart beat through his back Now he beggin and cryin for pleading Throwing excuses like I ain’t tryna hear it Murder Murder on my mind like I’m melly You a dummy for thinkin you was gonna get away wit this Could of chose anybody besides me Ain’t the only hustler in the city Ain’t no sympathy can’t even trust niggas Move with a chess board strategy Check mate Lost ya life 3 days for his birthday Same game i just play it different way member homeboy i paid to snitch on him, He turned out to be body #2 Caught that man in the bed with his sister she 14 Street justice bless him with sweet dreams Everybody wanna be like Mike 6 wholes though his body don’t feel like Mike Murder murder kill kill niggas Didn’t they deserve what they got I don’t see why not My brother lost his life tryna rob me Homeboy ain’t right in his noggin So I gave him a shot you can’t get from a doctor, cured all of his mf problems Bloody murder story
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