Murda Murda, leave mine alone Betta mind your own,(or its) Murda murda, When the heat is on Betta ride with chrome(or its) Murda Murda, If that beam is on Your life is gone in it Murda
Let's take a ride in my 64' impala I'm your California tour guide Show where the police let BIG die They call it Los Angeles, I call it suicide! I took a bullet in the heart and survived So hit the switch, lean back, and enjoy the ride Make a right on Green Leaf, but don't look to the side Them is Kelly Park Crips, they still mad Eazy Died That Seattle mirror in the hat, Homie that's South Side Where Serinas sister caught a strait bullet outside Where they spray paint, baby layin in the street You know Orlando Anderson from that death row beef If you ever need some chronic take a trip to long beach But there ain't no Bloods out there so take out your red strings Insane and Rollin 20's Crips equal white sheets Snoop will tell you, when it gets dark in the LBC its
Murda Murda, leave mine alone Betta mind your own,(or its) Murda murda, When the heat is on Betta ride with chrome(or its) Murda Murda, If that beam is on Your life is gone in it Murda
Murda in the CPT Ask Dre his brother Tyeree got murdered in the street I lost my brother too back in 93' Pull over at the next light, let me grab us an O.E This is Suge knight's hood that's the Compton Swap meet Them the homies had 2Pac dealin MOB So we can walk across the street, eat But I ain't tryin die for no hamburger And Lueders Park got beef Out here Bloods kill Bloods, and Crips kill Crips
So Esses sit kick back cuz they ain't got to do shit When I was young they used to beef with Santana Blocc Crips They'ed take black and brown pride and put it in a full clip I know Compton ain't shit, but its home to me I'm still a B-L-double O-D When we get to my hood, ill show you how to throw up a P But put your fucken hands down homie or its gonna be another
Murda Murda, leave mine alone Betta mind your own,(or its) Murda murda, When the heat is on Betta ride with chrome(or its) Murda Murda, If that beam is on Your life is gone in it Murda
We ain't even been threw Watts yet The LAPD can't even walk threw the projects Nigga's plant their seeds and bury a coffin And flowers never grow when the Nickerson Gardens Today there been 10 murders in South Central alone! The boys in the hood said Cube been gone to long So take my advice, im talking to all rappers When you eat a Roscoe's watch out for the chain snatchers Take it off slow, or you might get killed If the Grape Streets don't catch you, the 60's will Police don't give a fuck cuz they all renpark And what happens in Crenshaw stays in Crenshaw It's a jungle out there, but i take you to any hood. My brother is Mafia, yea I got family in inglewood Welcome to Killafornia, its where I live The zip code is 187 and the city is
Murda Murda, leave mine alone Betta mind your own,(the reds) Murda murda, When the heat is on Betta ride with chrome(or its) Murda Murda, If that beam is on Your life is gone in it MurdaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
