[C-Murder]
who's da killer whos the m*********** n****
the one that pull the gun the one that squeaze the f****** trigger
the cops wanna ask me, wanna harrass me
about this dead body in the grass G
If you think Im gonna talk then your wrong
cause in the ghetto, snitches dont live long
so Ima mind my own and keep stiffing
and dont ask me about no m*********** murder weapon
my kids still ringin from the gun black
because it all happened so fast
I guess my n**** Lil Mark going to heaven
another black victim of 187
his mom might be crying but she aint shocked
her son lived and died by the f****** rock
and thats how the story goes
everybody in the ghetto getting sweated by the po po's
but ill never help your a** in this game n****...
Who's Da Killer?
[Master P]
Rat-tat-tat-Rat-tat-tat-Rat-tat-tat- quick to put slugs in your cap
and walk through your hood with my mug on
call me master p or call me Al Capone
a n**** with no heart
I was born in the ghetto, homeless in a shopping cart
pushed up the street by a dope fiend
took to a crack house and taught to use a triple beam
and ever since then Ive been crazy
step to a n**** like me your pushing daisies
cause Im quick this in that a** to the county
and while your dead wipe your blood up with bounty
from the corner to the hearse and that a**ed up
put bullets in your a** like a garbage truck
eliminating fools like a sewer rat
and floss my 380 married to a mack
and that ill be a Mack 10
so when i run up on a set punk you know ima do you in
[Big Ed]
late night in the cutti time to have some fun
got a page on my beeper it was number 1
reached for the mobile phone got it down to
tuner called my lady "Yo, whats going out?"
she asked me were the f*** are you at, and yo n****
do you have your m************ gat?
yeah im strapped, and i ran around the block
then she told me my my older brother got shot
I got to the house and I opened up the door
and there was my brother lyin dead on the floor
and it has me tripped, my ace got popped
cause they caught his a** slippng
creep through the hood with my hand on my gat
I gotta get those fools who put my brother on his back
seen some n***** up the block, released the saftey
oh when I leave someone is going to hate me
boot it up take every f****** n****
out for revenge trying to find out whos da killer
[King George]
All the way to the county thats were they had me
they sent player one trying to bag me
they keep stressing had a bad bad attitude
he got the word from the order i was a bad dude
in the sell my mind did the linger
I keeped yelling im a f****** rap singer
but nobody listened to a fresh fits convicts
They bust me off like there ears got sound sick
back to the saga coming from my jailsell
I move around when you hear the f***** bell yell
I got involved in a scabble thats a fist fight
when the foo bust out with a knife
he started swingin i started ducking
started moving It was a foo who was down
with the proven, I took a ride on the
C-2 sell block
I stay strapped with my rock in a sock
waiting for a foo to come when its my way
sell lurked through you m************ didy date
then he came promise he was down with the linching
tear gas had the whole floor clinching
I couldn't breath I was lying in my tin bed
when a goon grabbed me by my f****** forhead
he picked me up and put me across his f****** shoulder
I said b**** you let me die like a soldier
d*** it was a trip King George could think
all my boys on the m************ paint
everywhere I rome every all dead bodies
god d*** I was like John Gotti
locked in a sell i was like a big black gorilla
many died, but nobody saw the killer
[Silkk]
you should of know your f****** with a m************ lunatic
I aint playing with a full day, and my minds about to click
I walked out the house to see if this s***was f****** TRU
two slugs to the dome and his face was all blue
retalliation f*** the penitention f****** gamble
garb the tech, pump the facing amble
called up my boy cause n***** say some
where he at?, Richmond jumped in the prowler
rolling slow rolling slow, rolling f****** slow
cut the lights off cause there the n**** go
rolled on the set grab the mask point the tech out
its a driveby sprayed the n***** house I was
letting em go you should of seen
but in the process I cut a m************ slug
dead up in my chest, cops chase me investagating
a dead n****, I gave the cops the alias
now whos the f****** killer
[Calli G]
Calli G chourned out by society
I used to have a 95 even b****** find me
so I refuse to be a stray for the white man
so when you see me its a gat in my right hand
Neighborhood Dopeman
n**** from the base so you know me selling cocain
you f****** with the dank man foo, start the funk
I do a drop on you and your whole f****** crew
so here's a last thanksgiving foo
no turkey cause you wont be living dude
you catch 17 rounds from my cap peeler
no when this is, now whos the m************ killer
[E-A-Ski]
a foo got smarks so they calling me the trigger n****
po po's got a snitch trying to frame me as the killer
interigating me and I got them foo's spoop
I dre say ya f*** with me, then its a must that I f*** with you
cause killers dont talk, gimme three hops in the county
m************ you figure it out, cause bout a n**** like me
if I gotta smoke a n**** ima do it on the solo creep
cause I be d***ed if I tell em my self trick
some n***** ill sell you off like p**** on the b****
but anyway, back to the story, ya have no nuts, no glory
no evidence to cut a n**** loose, and that n**** that was snitching
ws kuku for coco puffs foo, cause i mean a n**** thats spook
try to hide but everybody know he wasn't cool
2 weeks past and the snitches missing
they found a n**** dead, with two to the temple
somebody put that boy to sleep
gave the fool a big fist and put his a** six feet deep
it might have been me whos know n****
who's the m************ killer
who's da killer whos the m*********** n****
the one that pull the gun the one that squeaze the f****** trigger
the cops wanna ask me, wanna harrass me
about this dead body in the grass G
If you think Im gonna talk then your wrong
cause in the ghetto, snitches dont live long
so Ima mind my own and keep stiffing
and dont ask me about no m*********** murder weapon
my kids still ringin from the gun black
because it all happened so fast
I guess my n**** Lil Mark going to heaven
another black victim of 187
his mom might be crying but she aint shocked
her son lived and died by the f****** rock
and thats how the story goes
everybody in the ghetto getting sweated by the po po's
but ill never help your a** in this game n****...
Who's Da Killer?
[Master P]
Rat-tat-tat-Rat-tat-tat-Rat-tat-tat- quick to put slugs in your cap
and walk through your hood with my mug on
call me master p or call me Al Capone
a n**** with no heart
I was born in the ghetto, homeless in a shopping cart
pushed up the street by a dope fiend
took to a crack house and taught to use a triple beam
and ever since then Ive been crazy
step to a n**** like me your pushing daisies
cause Im quick this in that a** to the county
and while your dead wipe your blood up with bounty
from the corner to the hearse and that a**ed up
put bullets in your a** like a garbage truck
eliminating fools like a sewer rat
and floss my 380 married to a mack
and that ill be a Mack 10
so when i run up on a set punk you know ima do you in
[Big Ed]
late night in the cutti time to have some fun
got a page on my beeper it was number 1
reached for the mobile phone got it down to
tuner called my lady "Yo, whats going out?"
she asked me were the f*** are you at, and yo n****
do you have your m************ gat?
yeah im strapped, and i ran around the block
then she told me my my older brother got shot
I got to the house and I opened up the door
and there was my brother lyin dead on the floor
and it has me tripped, my ace got popped
cause they caught his a** slippng
creep through the hood with my hand on my gat
I gotta get those fools who put my brother on his back
seen some n***** up the block, released the saftey
oh when I leave someone is going to hate me
boot it up take every f****** n****
out for revenge trying to find out whos da killer
[King George]
All the way to the county thats were they had me
they sent player one trying to bag me
they keep stressing had a bad bad attitude
he got the word from the order i was a bad dude
in the sell my mind did the linger
I keeped yelling im a f****** rap singer
but nobody listened to a fresh fits convicts
They bust me off like there ears got sound sick
back to the saga coming from my jailsell
I move around when you hear the f***** bell yell
I got involved in a scabble thats a fist fight
when the foo bust out with a knife
he started swingin i started ducking
started moving It was a foo who was down
with the proven, I took a ride on the
C-2 sell block
I stay strapped with my rock in a sock
waiting for a foo to come when its my way
sell lurked through you m************ didy date
then he came promise he was down with the linching
tear gas had the whole floor clinching
I couldn't breath I was lying in my tin bed
when a goon grabbed me by my f****** forhead
he picked me up and put me across his f****** shoulder
I said b**** you let me die like a soldier
d*** it was a trip King George could think
all my boys on the m************ paint
everywhere I rome every all dead bodies
god d*** I was like John Gotti
locked in a sell i was like a big black gorilla
many died, but nobody saw the killer
[Silkk]
you should of know your f****** with a m************ lunatic
I aint playing with a full day, and my minds about to click
I walked out the house to see if this s***was f****** TRU
two slugs to the dome and his face was all blue
retalliation f*** the penitention f****** gamble
garb the tech, pump the facing amble
called up my boy cause n***** say some
where he at?, Richmond jumped in the prowler
rolling slow rolling slow, rolling f****** slow
cut the lights off cause there the n**** go
rolled on the set grab the mask point the tech out
its a driveby sprayed the n***** house I was
letting em go you should of seen
but in the process I cut a m************ slug
dead up in my chest, cops chase me investagating
a dead n****, I gave the cops the alias
now whos the f****** killer
[Calli G]
Calli G chourned out by society
I used to have a 95 even b****** find me
so I refuse to be a stray for the white man
so when you see me its a gat in my right hand
Neighborhood Dopeman
n**** from the base so you know me selling cocain
you f****** with the dank man foo, start the funk
I do a drop on you and your whole f****** crew
so here's a last thanksgiving foo
no turkey cause you wont be living dude
you catch 17 rounds from my cap peeler
no when this is, now whos the m************ killer
[E-A-Ski]
a foo got smarks so they calling me the trigger n****
po po's got a snitch trying to frame me as the killer
interigating me and I got them foo's spoop
I dre say ya f*** with me, then its a must that I f*** with you
cause killers dont talk, gimme three hops in the county
m************ you figure it out, cause bout a n**** like me
if I gotta smoke a n**** ima do it on the solo creep
cause I be d***ed if I tell em my self trick
some n***** ill sell you off like p**** on the b****
but anyway, back to the story, ya have no nuts, no glory
no evidence to cut a n**** loose, and that n**** that was snitching
ws kuku for coco puffs foo, cause i mean a n**** thats spook
try to hide but everybody know he wasn't cool
2 weeks past and the snitches missing
they found a n**** dead, with two to the temple
somebody put that boy to sleep
gave the fool a big fist and put his a** six feet deep
it might have been me whos know n****
who's the m************ killer