Dr. Dre - Murder ink - instrumental version lyrics

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Dr. Dre - Murder ink - instrumental version lyrics

DR. DRE When darkness be closin in I'm motivated, with the howlin wind With a list of chosen men, frozen in sin Knowin that your end is beginnin Swift silent and deadly There's no defending my plots, I know your every movement For six months I watch, coulda gotchu at your baby's mother's house Even at your down-low weed spot But the backdrop, wasn't flattering enough I didn't want people gathering and stuff Snapshots of blood splattering from the snuff Here - puff this here, while I figure which way, to split yo' wig Right now you as nervous, as a Farmer John pig As I dig into my tragic bag, take out the HK Twist on the silencer, insert the thirty-shot mag Bullet stuck to his brain like a magnet Skull in fragments, I leave the cleanup to Dragnet This is anybody (Murderah) To f**in' everybody (Murderah) n***a all y'all (Murderah) Uh, uh, for real You'll f** around and get k**ed This is anybody (Murderah) Motherf**in' everybody (Murderah) Yeah n***a all y'all (Murderah) Uh, uh, for real You'll f** around and get k**ed Peeped all the stash drop and exchange of the dough Lurkin through the turf, think how I'mma just work Give em chase to the crib and yo he properly laced Stepped out the car, put my steel, to the side of his face Murder - this the f**in Case, rob this n***a and shake The f**in spot cause in a few it's gon' be crawlin with cops! Who's the bad b**h now, you crept on, paid the piper Who'da thought a s**y b**h could be a murderous sniper Detrimental to your health, shoulda learned yo' lesson But it's too late n***a bye-bye, better count yo' blessings I been watchin you watchin me, yeah you ballin Was, n***a now you finger f**ed and steady fallin A thug wit no love, but b**h n***as die fast Thug n***as die young - oh what you thought you would last? Blast two shots to the dome, slide back to the pad And jack my n***a off, til his dick get soft Resume the wifey boo sh**, cause yo my man don't know That his b**h is straight ill, servin a** with fo'fo' {*KABOOM*} This is anybody (Murderah) To f**in' everybody (Murderah) n***a all y'all (Murderah) Uh, uh, for real You'll f** around and get k**ed This is anybody (Murderah) Motherf**in' everybody (Murderah) Yeah n***a all y'all (Murderah) Uh, uh, for real You'll f** around and get k**ed I'm a motherf**in (Murderah) b**h this is anybody (Murderah) Yeah n***a all y'all (Murderah) Uh, uh, for real You'll f** around and get k**ed I'm a motherf**in (Murderah) Uhh b**h this is anybody (Murderah) Yeah n***a all y'all (Murderah) Uh, uh, for real You'll f** around and get k**ed!