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  • Murder (杀)-UGK
    I'm still Pimp C b**ch so what the f**k is up
    I'm puttin'powder on the streets cuz I got
    Big f**kin'nut's comin'back from Louisiana
    In a Fleetwood Lana
    I deserve them ni**a's sh*t to put they pea's on they banner
    Got the pound four by four cuz you know I just
    Pay to ni**a bought thirty from me
    So I fronted forty two he gonna pop to seven hundred
    Times sixty two twenty four eight is what I do
    So f**k what 'cha do
    If I told ya coc*ine number's you think I was lyin'
    Young ni**a's twenty two talkin'bout they retirin'
    In the game ain't a thang comin'far then we been
    Rick's home two apartment's where enter
    Tight friends mo bounce to the ounce
    Cuz the Wood the sh*t I done got me
    Fifty ounces out of birds ya b**ch
    Tightin'up no slack b**ches checkin'my stock
    Got some Burban City ni**a's so I'm a go to my garage
    Just got back from California kicked it with B-Legit
    Put me down with purple chronic and that hurricane sh*t
    At the studio with Tom I wish I could stay
    I got to holla at Master P cuz we got money to make
    We with playa'z from the South stack gee'z man
    Like Ball I got to stack big cheeze man
    B**ch say he wanna show ya
    You got nine grand I ain't rappin'sh*t
    Till my money in my hand
    South Texas mutherf**ka that's where I stay
    Gettin'money from yo b**ches every
    Got damn day
    Big paper I'm foldin'
    Hoes is on my mutherf**kin'jock
    For all this dick I be holdin'
    I hate grown man show it
    Especially if a fool take our style and
    Act like my ni**a's don't know it
    I kick it with the trill ni**a's so you best's
    Not trip if ya keep on talkin'sh*t
    My ni**a empty the clip
    Hoe azz ni**a
    Murder Mur Mur Murder
    Murder Mur Mur Murder
    Murder Mur Mur Murder
    Murder Mur Mur Murder
    Murder Mur Mur Murder
    Well this Bun-B b**ch and I'm the king
    I'm movin'chickens got 'em finger lickin'
    Stickin'ni**a's who be trippin'
    You need a swift kickin'yo azz is right for the pickin'
    Now down as my pocket's stickin'
    I be thinkin'ni**a's slippin'you sick
    When I be clickin'now take a look at the
    Bigger ni**a Marl liquor swigger
    Playa hata ditch digger figure
    My hair trigger you bound one hot one in yo liver
    You shiver shake and quiver
    I'm free from ni**a you wetter den a river
    For what it's worth it's suburblous some ni**a's doin'dirt
    F**k her first and take off her skirt
    Make the p**sy hurt Mister Master
    Hit the Swisha faster then you keep a
    Blister bastard f**k her sister faster
    Hit the elbro for sale yo
    Brother better have my mail hoe
    Before I catch a murder case and go to jail hoe
    Hell no time to bail hit the trail so
    We can sell mo f**kin'yell get the scale
    No other bullet duck or get shoved
    Inside this game they better buck us
    Cuz the clucker's they love us
    Make them class dick suckers
    Check they jelly like smoker's
    I hit like nun-chuckers
    Cuz Short Texas bring the rukus
    This for my muthf**ker's
    Cookin'cheese to crooked geez
    Rockin'up quarter key's
    Just to get the hook with ease
    Wanna bee's get on yo knee's
    Fill the squeeze from them HK one three's
    >From here to over sea's
    We do what we please
    No trip cuz we flip
    Light up a dip
    I'm breakin''em off from they hip to yo lip
    Go ask that boy Skip
    That ni**a Bun rip
    With one clip soon as the gun slip
    Now I done ripped out my Barile
    Flyin'through yo belly belly and
    Some smelly red jelly is drippin'out of ya belly
    Servin''em like a Deli jumped on my cellular telli
    Hoe sell it like it's goin'out of style
    You can't see me Marcus so have a
    Motherf**kin'Sweet and smile
  • [00:00.00]Murder (杀)-UGK
    [00:19.828]I'm still Pimp C b**ch so what the f**k is up
    [00:22.867]I'm puttin'powder on the streets cuz I got
    [00:25.226]Big f**kin'nut's comin'back from Louisiana
    [00:26.585]In a Fleetwood Lana
    [00:28.175]I deserve them ni**a's sh*t to put they pea's on they banner
    [00:31.35]Got the pound four by four cuz you know I just
    [00:33.335]Pay to ni**a bought thirty from me
    [00:35.215]So I fronted forty two he gonna pop to seven hundred
    [00:38.325]Times sixty two twenty four eight is what I do
    [00:40.765]So f**k what 'cha do
    [00:42.125]If I told ya coc*ine number's you think I was lyin'
    [00:44.905]Young ni**a's twenty two talkin'bout they retirin'
    [00:47.585]In the game ain't a thang comin'far then we been
    [00:50.474]Rick's home two apartment's where enter
    [00:52.364]Tight friends mo bounce to the ounce
    [00:54.784]Cuz the Wood the sh*t I done got me
    [00:57.204]Fifty ounces out of birds ya b**ch
    [00:59.24]Tightin'up no slack b**ches checkin'my stock
    [01:01.604]Got some Burban City ni**a's so I'm a go to my garage
    [01:04.384]Just got back from California kicked it with B-Legit
    [01:06.614]Put me down with purple chronic and that hurricane sh*t
    [01:10.04]At the studio with Tom I wish I could stay
    [01:12.754]I got to holla at Master P cuz we got money to make
    [01:15.574]We with playa'z from the South stack gee'z man
    [01:18.354]Like Ball I got to stack big cheeze man
    [01:21.144]B**ch say he wanna show ya
    [01:23.894]You got nine grand I ain't rappin'sh*t
    [01:25.694]Till my money in my hand
    [01:27.174]South Texas mutherf**ka that's where I stay
    [01:29.584]Gettin'money from yo b**ches every
    [01:31.434]Got damn day
    [01:32.423]Big paper I'm foldin'
    [01:34.833]Hoes is on my mutherf**kin'jock
    [01:36.693]For all this dick I be holdin'
    [01:38.292]I hate grown man show it
    [01:40.272]Especially if a fool take our style and
    [01:42.422]Act like my ni**a's don't know it
    [01:43.942]I kick it with the trill ni**a's so you best's
    [01:45.782]Not trip if ya keep on talkin'sh*t
    [01:48.52]My ni**a empty the clip
    [01:49.402]Hoe azz ni**a
    [01:51.351]Murder Mur Mur Murder
    [01:54.991]Murder Mur Mur Murder
    [01:59.31]Murder Mur Mur Murder
    [02:05.541]Murder Mur Mur Murder
    [02:08.921]Murder Mur Mur Murder
    [02:11.831]Well this Bun-B b**ch and I'm the king
    [02:13.831]I'm movin'chickens got 'em finger lickin'
    [02:15.131]Stickin'ni**a's who be trippin'
    [02:16.981]You need a swift kickin'yo azz is right for the pickin'
    [02:19.871]Now down as my pocket's stickin'
    [02:20.891]I be thinkin'ni**a's slippin'you sick
    [02:22.901]When I be clickin'now take a look at the
    [02:24.941]Bigger ni**a Marl liquor swigger
    [02:26.641]Playa hata ditch digger figure
    [02:28.301]My hair trigger you bound one hot one in yo liver
    [02:30.941]You shiver shake and quiver
    [02:32.291]I'm free from ni**a you wetter den a river
    [02:34.951]For what it's worth it's suburblous some ni**a's doin'dirt
    [02:37.91]F**k her first and take off her skirt
    [02:39.631]Make the p**sy hurt Mister Master
    [02:41.339]Hit the Swisha faster then you keep a
    [02:43.509]Blister bastard f**k her sister faster
    [02:45.598]Hit the elbro for sale yo
    [02:47.948]Brother better have my mail hoe
    [02:49.358]Before I catch a murder case and go to jail hoe
    [02:51.907]Hell no time to bail hit the trail so
    [02:54.217]We can sell mo f**kin'yell get the scale
    [02:56.816]No other bullet duck or get shoved
    [02:59.66]Inside this game they better buck us
    [03:00.596]Cuz the clucker's they love us
    [03:01.876]Make them class dick suckers
    [03:03.56]Check they jelly like smoker's
    [03:04.326]I hit like nun-chuckers
    [03:05.26]Cuz Short Texas bring the rukus
    [03:07.115]This for my muthf**ker's
    [03:08.725]Cookin'cheese to crooked geez
    [03:10.175]Rockin'up quarter key's
    [03:11.335]Just to get the hook with ease
    [03:12.815]Wanna bee's get on yo knee's
    [03:14.215]Fill the squeeze from them HK one three's
    [03:16.735]>From here to over sea's
    [03:17.795]We do what we please
    [03:18.975]No trip cuz we flip
    [03:20.175]Light up a dip
    [03:21.185]I'm breakin''em off from they hip to yo lip
    [03:23.985]Go ask that boy Skip
    [03:25.124]That ni**a Bun rip
    [03:25.994]With one clip soon as the gun slip
    [03:27.824]Now I done ripped out my Barile
    [03:29.484]Flyin'through yo belly belly and
    [03:31.114]Some smelly red jelly is drippin'out of ya belly
    [03:33.193]Servin''em like a Deli jumped on my cellular telli
    [03:35.303]Hoe sell it like it's goin'out of style
    [03:37.563]You can't see me Marcus so have a
    [03:39.483]Motherf**kin'Sweet and smile