Artists: Ghetto Twins
Albums: I'm Bout It
Song: Murder Murder
Upper level, ghetto twins
Doin this sh** like true players
Thug players, real players
Verse One:
We droppin bombs on you b**hes yeah just like that
We don't show no f**in love when we stars of the tech
This ain't no act n***a this a fact you gonna bleed
As we proceed to give you what you need
Bustin rounds at our enemies watchin em drop
Bust they back wide open got their body locked
n***as wanna test me, check me, wanna come and get me
Get that machete, leave their body wetty
Confetti is how your body goin to get left
b**h we deadly, if you don't believe dat their
Come come raise the dum dum to the skull
And to n***as who disbelieve f** all y'all
Chorus:
It's gonna be a murder murder f**in wit them b**hes
(repeat 3X)
I say murder murder murder murder, I say murder murder murder murder
Verse Two:
It's gonna be a murder murder f**in wit them b**hes
We got I ain't grunted n***as wishes, we vicious
We pullin plugs on them n***as who is dying slow
Pumpin slugs in them n***as who just might know
Where the weed at where the keys at
If you don't want no feedback just release that
I think them scared of the violence
f** the sirens, put that tech to his side and leave him hollerin
Dodgin bullets like an athlete b**h
You don't feel this, can't nobody check me b**h
We gonna k** this, n***as exit ??? so it's on on
Hit the dome with the chrome now you gone gone, gone gone
Chorus
Verse Three:
We got a ??? for them b**hes we gonna ride tonight
Put some ammo in my clip and if we die tonight
There ain't now love in this motherf**in game ya see
Pumpin slugs in the motherf**ers playin wit me
We be thuggin on the south side
You won't try and get by thats a lie cause i
Pumpin holes in the motherf**ers wannabe G's
n***a please you don't feel me
All that playa hate I can't tolerate
Neva procrastenate don't make violent
n***as would love to see us incarcerate
Pumpin slugs ain't got time to conversate, so get it straight
Chorus