doja clik - call me a murdera lyrics
call me a murderer
motherf-cking killa
high off that bong
kill cali thrilla
though you can’t kill a g
let alone see a g
killn’ motherf-ckers in the first degree
always down to jack cause i’m down for mine
tryin’ to make my bail
cause i’m hard on da grind
fool it’s that doja sh-t that’s on hit
makin’ suckas sick
playa hatas wanna trip
then i gotta get my glock
watch these suckas flocke
watch these suckas flocke
stay off my jock
if i catch a fool who’s out to get me
off with the head
like a chicken with no wings
cook his -ss up
feed him to my pit
cause i’m sick
with the sh-t i spit b-tch made
i can’t fade silly bustas i hate
take him to my dungeon
decide their fate
wait 24, the next night i go
back to the place
where the lost souls rome
get up real close
look eye to eye
see fear of another
waiting to die
i still don’t give a f-ck about death
killin’ fools just for fun
until i breathe my last breath
darkness lurks through my mind
it’s hard to find a light
i’m a killa so i can’t be kind
frite night every night
for a sucka punk motherf-cker
kill him slow
like a rock to a clucker
bustas recognize look me in the eye
and see death
step into my game without a ref
i bless you with the dose to your tongue
make you see visions of death
people hung
i come from the dungeons of doja
put a stick of dinamite in your mouth
and explode ya
i should be dead
talkin’ this crazy
but there hasn’t been a sucka yet to fade me
maybe i’ll return
resurrect myself
come back and take away his health and his wealth
causes his family drama
give his -ss trama
let them playa hatas know that i’m a
crazy lunatic that’s back from the grave
take him to my dungeons
make em all my slaves
i don’t have no love
my mind is full of hate
when i know i’m goin
murder d-mn i can’t wait
but i keep calm to do my job right
i know in my mind some suckers die tonight
i might let me live
let him live in fear
but i never let it go p-ss the f-cking year
people come to me, ask me if i’m sick
yes i’m crazier than (??)
bustas don’t you trip
bustas i know you hear me so eat d-cks up
if i catch you slippin’ fools i’m choppin’ your f-ckin’ ears off up
then i rat-tat-tat-tat on that -ss
will i have to blast, if i got you bare handed
breakin’ aint thinkin’ it hard test
and if you get away, that doesn’t mean sh-t
cause i’ll catch ya, stick my hand in your heart
and laugh at cha
im comin sick with the sh-t man
i kinda hate myself, cause i’m a crazy lunatic
rippin’ up bodies (yeah)
kill them like molly
down to get naughty when i’m drinkin’ a bacadi
it’s gonna be a murder at midnight
plus i got mint, tow up, go on the act right
motherf-cker….gone
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