Murda In Da 1st Degree

Lyrics for Murda In Da 1st Degree

Yeah, what's up? This one man gang Tommy Wright up in this bitch Send special shout out to my nigga, Lil' Ramsey and the Magnolia Crime Click I'm finna bump some off my tape Ashes 2 Ashes, Dust 2 Dust If you ain't already got it, you know I'm sayin' Shout out to my neighborhood, Four Corners Pimpinville Land of the trill Murder in the first degree Murder in the first degree Madman killer on the run with the gun, G Midnight time, time to do a crime on a sissy bitch I got the TEC-9 in my hand, now you know Lil' T Dog finna click Clicked up on the trick, I got the chicken in my brain cell Blow a nigga ass off and send that sissy ho to hell Glock in my motherfuckin' hand finna spray a bitch Knock his head off, kickin' it with my nigga down on McLemore Pimpin' nigga on the for real-ah, bitch, don't step too wrong, bitch Cross my motherfuckin' path, watch your punk-ass be in a fuckin' ditch Murder in the first degree for you hoes wanna violate You can't run you sissy bitch 'cause I creep like a fuckin' snake 5-0 on my ass, gotta get away, G Fuck this shit, I never go to jail for murder in the first degree One time tryna do a creep up on the Killa-C Thought they figured that a nigga did a murder in the first degree I ain't goin, got a bitch hoin', fuck turn myself in to the feds Got a sign, dead or alive, I guess they gon have to take me dead Then I heard a knock up at the door, my mind was gone jone Better make yourself known or I'm gonna pop this chrome It's my nigga Mac T, what's up? Have you heard, G? Word on the other side, that I did a homicide Mane, I'm havin' flashbacks Did you pop 'em with the Gat? All I 'member that I had the Glock and standin' on the track Did you do it? I don't know I was so blinked, probably so But I know a nigga on the run from the 5-0 Packin' my chrome by my dick, jump in the chevy, ballin' quick Gotta get about my killin' 'cause I need some cash, trick Spot a nigga on the track, should I rob him while I can? He tryna get his ass in, I might as well rob a bank Run in the bank wit the MAC, stuck it up and got the cash Jumped into the chevy fast, Mac T Dog punched the gas He ain't shit to me because I'm down about my killin', G Don't fuck with C, I'm down for a murder in the first degree Princess Loko's on a mission to pull a scheme upon a trick Got the weapon, then I'm steppin' out the door to commence that killin', bitch M-A-C-T-D-O-G got the tone so, ho, you know it's on Violated this pimpin' left a hole up in your fuckin' dome Chiefed a couple of sacks before we fell up on the killin' site Goin' through the back so we won't get picked up by the motion light Dodgin' bullets, duckin' and divin', runnin' and gunnin', sneakin' and creepin' Look behind my back, I saw the motherfuckin' neighbors peak Hearin' the sirens, watchin' the timin', it's comin' in real short Kill my victim, 5-0 wrapped it, three days later, I'm up in court When the session was over, the judge found the nigga not guilty But I ain't fucked about it 5-0 tryin' to hunt me down, see On a rampage out to kill another nigga on my path Shanked that boy and took his shit, and split the coward boy in half The narcs are knockin' at my door and windows lookin' for my ass Try to hit the back door, got caught slippin', and didn't get away fast Got one right behind me and another one comin' at me quick Ran the other way, I jumped the fence, Loco ain't barrin' that shit Ran to the corner liquor store and held 'em hostage for a while Killed the baby bitch by suffocatin' her with a fuckin' towel By the time I vamped the scene, they was outside with they fuckin' tone Went back in the store and tried to use the motherfuckin' phone The line was dead, damn, my nigga, I guess them cops got receipts So now they got pinned up for murder in the first degree Tommy Wright, I creep at night, Posse deep is how I creep Poppin' slugs, sellin' drugs, I ain't nothing' but a thug Sellin' dope, I can't cope with my life So I fight each and every day, to get paid money's gotta be made Got a gun by my side, duck, If you see my ride Last motherfucker that wanted to jump, mane, that nigga died I ain't got no feelings, I be killin' with my Glock cocked Neighbors peepin' while I'm creepin', fuck a neighborhood watch Suicidal, homicidal, nigga, pass me my lighter Blaze the laser, check my pager, put that bitch on vibrate Gotta be quiet while I'm creepin' cause this shit is dangerous If I get caught slippin' I might end up dead as a angel So just stop anythin' from happenin' to me, mane I watch my back closely to prevent a murder in the first degree Murder in the first degree Murder in the first degree Madman killer on the run with the gun, G Murder in the first degree Murder in the first degree Madman killer on the run with the gun, G Murder in the first degree Murder in the first degree Madman killer on the run with the gun, G Murder in the first degree Murder in the first degree Madman killer on the run with the gun, G Murder in the first degree Murder in the first degree Madman killer on the run with the gun, G Murder in the first degree Murder in the first degree Madman killer on the run with the gun, G Murder in the first degree Murder in the first degree Madman killer on the run with the gun, G Murder in the first degree Tommy Wright fucked up see Laughin' ass nigga you need to quit playin', G