so we ride out Plottin motherfuckas 'cause you know I serve ya And sucka when I see ya, its gonna be a bloody murder Chorus: Its gonna be a bloody murder
翻訳: マスターP. 完敗.
so we ride out Plottin motherfuckas cuz you know I serve ya And sucka when I see ya, its gonna be a bloody murder Chorus: Its gonna be a bloody murder
blame it on Coriddy and Ooh when we cock them thangs and shoot thinking somebody had seen my face now I'm gonna catch a murder case just gonna beat him
[master p] Damn. I never thought I'd be wearin a suit and tie so many times a year, but Like bone said, to all my homies ain't here, see ya in the crossroads
be screamin tru like it's the new thing to do. But tru is the way of life nigga. This ain't no motherfucking fad. Mama mia, big ed, master p, c-murder
you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? Anarchy's become another word for 'got 10p to spare?' What did you know? What did
-1 from the M-P Wit no apology, unload on your property, causing atrocity At a rapid velocity, mental artillery, military anatomy After you battle me call me your majesty for mastering
Hey p man Remember that shit last year you was talking bout that Bloody murder shit Won't you kick some more of that shit Verse 1 Jumped out the chev
real muthafuckin' g's. Silkk-Time to take two in your fuckin' back Master P-Young Silkk the shocker in this bitch Master P-Bout that drama Master P-No
with niggas from New Orleans My niggas at No Limit Gotta make more cheese It's Bone and P [Chorus - Master P]X5 [Master P] Ha ha P and Bone nigga Yah
-Uhhh, niggas than fucked up -Nigga, its time to roll -Pass me them nigga chasers -Time to do a 187 -Its time for a murder -If you a G nigga, load your
gone scream holla records (murder man) that's my homies that be screaming in the grave yards Ughhhhhhhh Scream its wicked out here [Master P] Holla bloody
real killer muthafuckas behind me And I be obviously on top of things With the Regime I'm too clean, make it a murder scene Glocks and murder beam, niggas
silent, kill him with what I mentally says Bloody Fez, choke you like and Indian rez Kamach, animal Turk, sick with a cannibal smirk Welcome, this where the murderers
care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? Anarchy's become another word for 'got 10p to spare?' What did you know
some real killer muthafuckas behind me And I be obviously on top of things With the Regime I'm too clean, make it a murder scene Glocks and murder beam
they vests equip my children with texts Peep em protectin feds calling murder legal execution shit Free the Righteous I face the bloody revolution
