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[C-Murder]
As I wake up and look into the motherfucking mirror I realize I`m staring into the eyes of a killer C-Murder who I be, TRU be my click My mind`s on killing but in the process I`m getting rich As I walk out the crackhouse strapped With my bulletproof vest cause I can`t live with no bullets up in my chest I`m a soldier, bitch I told ya With a shot from the Calliop to the Magnolia Cause it`s a known fact that I sell crack You fuck with me I`ll smoke your ass like cuz smoked this track Beeper blowin I gots to apprehend my drug money But I see popo`s in the car and commence to running This cuz I knew keeps his rocks up in a skittles bag Nigga I`ll be a little late but have my cash Jumped in the caddilac and hit I-10 Got on the mobile lemme see which hoe I`m gonna go up in Cocked my weapon cause I aint got no time for no bullshit Ready to kill one of these hoes jealous ass boyfriend Nigga, don`t hate me cause I`m getting head while I`m smoking weed And when I`m done I`ll fix a sandwich and I`m outie G ?????? I aint workin with it all I blame that shit on spending half of my life behind bars The fedz talkin bout, no limit full of drug dealers But homocide know C-Murder is a born killer Chorus They say I`m a drug dealer But look into the eyes of this motherfucking killer x2 My mind playin tricks cause um, I think some dope missing Time to check my crackhouse cause something fishy And I aint taking no shorts nigga ask Silkk I`m known to fold a nigga head like a fuckin quilt Call bye cause I smell a fuckin murder coming No limit soldiers bout to have this fuckin party jumping Infared on AK`s for a better aim T-Shirt, bulletproof vest cause, uh, bullets gots no name Cause six deep is how we mob Time for a 187, a motherfucking homocide They put another x up on my tatooes Laughing as another nigga sing the blues Like Frank Nino, I feel funeral homes make a nigga wish they kept thier motherfuckin ass home You can take me to jail bitch, but that`s dumb Cause the witness will never make it to the motherfucking courtroom I`m legendary ask them hoes, see, they be loving I`m not 2pac but uh, I`ll still be thugging Cause dope, pussy and money is what I live for Besides my family, that`s something I`ll kill for Disrespect my click, and you will feel a Blast from this motherfucking natural born killa Chorus x4
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