Murdder Murdder

[Intro: V-Dog]
Yeah
You know what I'm sayin', V-Dog up in this motherfucker
Kickin' it with my dogs, The Sit Tight Clique
We finna take over this bitch
'9-8 belongs to us, it ain't nothin' but money and trips
(Dark days, South Parkways)

[Chorus]
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers (Huh)
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers (Bitch)
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers (Huh)
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers (Bitch)

[Verse 1: Beanhead]
I'm under pressure, kinda hard for me to show love to the thugs
'Cause everywhere I look these player hatin' niggas just be fuckin' it up
So, what up?
And when you see me, be ready to die strapped
I peel your cap, and it ain't no thang for the Beanhead nigga to squeeze the triggers like I can
Put you in the paint, that Beanhead nigga represents
Ten toes down on the motherfuckin' anna', and every time it stays it bend
I cough and choke that black [?], smoke got me feelin' queasy
Niggas know I roam the town, but then they still can't see me
I'm payin' dues, niggas wanna be in my shoes, don't bump up bruised
In this motherfuckin' game tryna win, not loose
I holds it down, so motherfucker, don't you try your luck
You gettin' strucked if you don't duck, 'cause I don't give a fuck
On my hands and knees, grindin' for that cheddar cheese
Twenty-four-seven, seven-eleven, three hundred sixty motherfuckin' degrees
Buster, we finna murder, murder motherfuckers
Nigga, we finna murder motherfuckers, nigga

[Chorus]
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers (Huh)
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers (Bitch)

[Verse 2]
Let's recognize, if murder was the case that they gave
Niggas, fuck the world, and this mordern day slavery
Every day strange, never lookin' back
Got me writin' another line on a tight-ass V-Dog track
Got me runnin' for the sack, bitch
Yo, I'm tryna have somethin', the world is mine, so nothin' moves but the money
Got me lookin' funny, kinda strange at these fools
Mean mugs, no love, payed dues
Planned, never took life once for granted
Wicked, malicious crooked eyes with suspicion
Mission completed, player haters deleted
Now your signs be all deleted, and your whole clique defeated
Cheated death once, nigga, when we was born
Now the skin tone is scorin', X'd out like porn, children of the corn, redrum's pourin'
Another sign been ignored, another light diminished
Plus the sky been destroyed

[Chorus]
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers (Huh)
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers (Bitch)

[Verse 3: Gangsta Blac]
Ain't gon' be too many opps to me
Unless you lonely like Lil' Mont, but on the T-O-P
And curb servin', swervin' hoopties, tryna get 'em in
Don't ask too many fuckin' times, the first gon' be the end
We do the same thangs, still small, mane, but we actin' big
Bigger than the biggest wicked kid, tell me what we did
Doin' good in the hood, back and bouncin', havin' nothin', yet I'm writin' on plenty wood
Should I, should I have me somethin'?
Ridin' clean ain't my dream, money ain't no faker, actor
Ten minutes 'til I overload, explode, and cause a real disaster
Money Mane, yes, I am, plenty niggas told me that
Tell me, keep it real, fuck them suckers, it's already there
Ain't no much in envy, what, yet I keep it real as fuck
Focus on some better, like some cheddar, ain't none like Big Chug
Dirty like the gutter, have you heard of what we did to the?
Frankly, they didn't thanked me for the shit that's made 'em murder ya, nigga

[Chorus]
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers (Huh)
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers (Bitch)

[Verse 4: V-Dog]
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers, uh
And we ain't givin' a motherfuckin' about you suckers, uh
So, why your motherfuckin' ass to behave with the AK
Like my niggas say, gettin' roamed away
Fuckin' with a nigga like the V-Dog, see dog, nigga, bitch, on the wrong day
Higher than a motherfucker, nigga, what you think?
Four motherfuckin' niggas, yeah, rollin' in the 'Lac with the motherfuckin' chrome Gat
With the dub sacks, sellin' motherfuckin' crack with their head to the back, uh
Paranoid up in this bitch, nigga, can't nothin' slow me down
Ready to get higher than the motherfucker, nigga, ready to smoke one by the pound
Us motherfuckin' T-H-U-Gs gonna hit the fuckin' top, nigga, you'll see
When the motherfuckin' day come, nigga, like Railgun, nigga, I knew your ass was the fake one
Talkin' all that motherfuckin' shit, nigga, when you in the studio
King of the motherfuckin' Hill, nigga, that's on the real, nigga, one of us gotta go, so
Nigga, who's gonna be? Nigga, me or you?
Bitch motherfuckin' nigga with a big tattoo on his back, that's smellin' like a crackhead
That's what the nigga in the motherfuckin' back said

[Interlude: V-Dog]
Yeah, motherfucker, V-Dog in this motherfucker, nigga
Me and my clique we 'bout to take over this bitch

[Chorus]
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers (Huh)
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers (Bitch)
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers (Huh)
We finna murder, murder, murder motherfuckers (Bitch)
(Biatch)

[Outro: V-Dog]
You know what I'm sayin', it's just a part of my life
Nigga, roll the dice