they got me botched up) They won't let me out (locked up) x2 They won't let me out no (caught up) I'm locked up but they can't stop us [Verse 2] Some
Превод: Ц-Мурдер. Закључано.
(they got me botched up) They won't let me out (locked up) x2 They won't let me out no (caught up) I'm locked up but they can't stop us [Verse 2] Some
, when I spit these bars Come fuck with these stars up in luxury cars We built them radars to stay free from the cops Crucial choices to make like A-C
my shit and I don't give a damn Roll up, your eye will get swoll up Suckers who flexed yo, their deaths got tolled up, holled up 'Cause I'm not the
attention Queens niggas run you niggas, ask Russell Simmons Ha, R O C get gunned up and clapped quick J.J. Evans get gunned up and clapped quick Your whole damn record label gunned up
) Nigga, this Mo Thug and we can get fucked-up Even if I'm under surveillance, I watch out Wanna win, and fuck 'em up daily, throwin' up 7 What am I yellin'? Murderer
Tryin' to lock up my thugs Wanna see us fall short Fuck it, I'ma blow up the court and show 'em no remorse Hit 'em up with the C4, backdoor Nigga, let
conscience be screaming Z-Ro Murder Mo!, Murder Mo! And these snitch fellas on "How I'm Living" try snitchin' on "BET" But got a restraining order against "Murder I-N-C
? That liquor up in your U-charged That truth come out when you drunk Your ass won't make it to see tomorrow Y'all niggas got it twisted huh? That liquor up
won't slip up, Wet up one of them Po-Po's, the Bone, Bone won't let a me duck, Lil' B won't set up, wet up, get 'em on the get up, Bone won't let up (
cash he made off his last bundle Nasty girl don't pass me the world, I push to be not the backseat girl Don't deep throat the C-note she float Murder
Nik Nack is in the house for the four My niggaz locked up, left a kilo, it's good as sold Stole gumbo pot, creamery rise to the top My limo even slide
X when I split 'em up Sorta like I was liquored up and backin' up in the cup Everybody be knowin' I be actin' up when I buzz From Missouri to Canada,
might have been whylin But you won't be smilin on Riker's ISLAND Just to hear the name it makes your spine tingle This is a jungle where the murderers
me in your stereo and blame me for the murder sock me up and get me carried off I know I said murder befo' - murder murder, FUCK IT murder Make it fo
break The windows was fully up and the doors was locked The news made the headline and the town was shocked The driver was clutching a can of Hi C His
