Dr. Dre, Hittman, Ms. Roq - Murder Ink

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 Could've got you 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 a cig', 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 Mack Skull in fragments, I leave the cleanup to Dragnet This is anybody (Murderer) To fuckin' everybody (Murderer) Nigga, all y'all (Murderer) Uh, uh, for real You'll fuck around and get killed This is anybody (Murderer) Motherfuckin' everybody (Murderer) Yeah, nigga, all y'all (Murderer) 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 much it's worth 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'd thought a sexy bitch could be a murderous sniper? Detrimental to your health, should've 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 with no love, but bitch niggas die fast Thug niggas 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' (Murderer) Bitch, this is anybody (Murderer) Yeah, nigga, all y'all (Murderer) Uh, uh, for real You'll fuck around and get killed I'm a motherfuckin' (Murderer) Uh, bitch, this is anybody (Murderer) Yeah, nigga, all y'all (Murderer) Uh, uh, for real You'll fuck around and get killed