Murder Ink Lyrics - Dr. Dre 2001 - 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 defendin' 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 the stuff 

Snapshots of blood splattering from the snuff 

Here, puff this here, while I figure which way, to split yo' wig 

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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 Mack 

Skull in fragments, I leave the cleanup to Dragnet 

This is anybody murderahh 

To fuckin' everybody murderahh 

Nigga all y'all murderahh 

Uh, uh, for real 

You'll fuck around and get killed 

This is anybody murderahh 

Motherfuckin' everybody murderahh 

Yeah, nigga all y'all murderahh 

Uh, uh, for real 

You'll fuck around and get killed 

Peeped all the stash drop in exchange of the dough 

Lurkin' through the turf, thinkin' how I'ma 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 fuckin' case, rob this nigga and shake 

The fuckin' spot 'cause in a few it's gon' be crawlin' with cops 

Who's the bad bitch now? You crept on, paid the piper 

Who'da thought a sexy bitch could be a murderous sniper? 

Detrimental to your health, shoulda learned yo' lesson 

But it's too late nigga, bye-bye, better count yo' blessings 

I been watchin' you watchin' me, yeah, you ballin' 

Was, nigga now you finger fucked and steady fallin' 

A thug wit no love, but bitch niggaz die fast 

Thug niggaz die young, oh, what you thought you would last? 

Blast two shots to the dome, slide back to the pad 

And jack my nigga off, 'til his dick get soft 

Resume the wifey boo shit, 'cause, yo, my man don't know 

That his bitch is straight ill, servin' ass with fo'fo' 

I'm a motherfuckin murderahh 

Bitch disses anybody murderahh 

Yeah, nigga all y'all murderahh 

Uh, uh, for real 

You'll fuck around and get killed 

I'm a motherfuckin murderahh 

Uhh bitch disses anybody murderahh 

Yeah, nigga all y'all murderahh 

Uh, uh, for real 

You'll fuck around and get killed