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Plies - Murkin Season lyrics
Ey I'd Like to welcome all you motherf**kers man to the home of the goons,where the grave yards over corwded and where chopperz is a must! [Verse 1] you caught slippin crackers goin find ur ass not breathing 100 wholes in ur ass with ur body leaking nigga ridin with em drums nigga for a reason cuz down here we in the middle of murking season! stay on ur porch nigga if u aint ready to make a shake cuz this the home of the bodies check the muder rate money and ski's is the only that'll be the murder case so you better kill him if u dnt want him at ur court date if u comin u better come with em choppers and dont fake cuz if u bullshit you're the one that's getting erased this niggaz murikin out pussy niggaz in broad day where-ever you get caught slippin at that's where u lay and like they say nigga no face, no case!! as long as these goons are lurkin these streets aint safe the more rounds you shoot nigga the less aim it takes it's murkin season so you pussies better stay out the way! [Verse 2] Murkin Season dont end, this shit year round it aint never drop murkin season never slow down it's imposibble to many choppers floating around these young niggaz they sick with it on that 4 pound! lil cuzin 12 and all he talking is murkin now old lady said she got woke up by that chopper sound say she got on her bed and laid back down from what i heard em crackers fired 120 rounds 4 motha f**kin dead bodies laying on the ground niggaz bettin on it now, who goin get off first? running ur f**k box better what how u choose u words that nigga sending threats pussy u got alot of nerves niggaz would leave ur motherf**kin brains on the burb this ain the 80's dawg... niggaz getting murked everywhere you turn you see dead niggaz ono t-shirts everytime i pass by the grave yard i see a herse... [Verse 3] not respecting these streets is what got you niggaz f**ked that oussy nigga aint about it, he jus know hwo to bring tongue runnin ur dick suckin lips would get you chopped up i know plenty niggaz like you that done got touched you talking loud cuz u got a chopper nigga that aint enough i know 100 niggaz that got choppers but only few would bust!! u got the mouth of a killa but you aint got the guts u got the front game down packed but you aint got the nuts u probably got off before but you aint wack nothing this the wrong place to play games dawg the streets real trying to impress a mothaf**ker would get you nigga killed Murking season is offcial now this shit for real!! |
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