MURDERER

(Hit-Boy) Rah-rah, rah-rah, rah-rah, rah Hmm Murderer, murderer Said he wanna be a murderer, murderer, rah He wanna be a murderer, murderer, rah He said he wanna be a murderer Yeah, hopped off the porch like Geronimo, yeah He tryna get his money up, yeah So he pop the trunk, got a .44, ooh shit Said he wanna be a murderer (Yeah) Said he wanna be a murderer (Yeah, yeah) Murderer (Ooh shit) Said he wanna be a murderer (Ooh shit, yeah, uh) Murderer, rah, rah (Yeah) You are not a killer, I can see it in your eyes I know the feeling when you see a real nigga die Believe me we done been through this too many times Rest in peace to my OG, wish he was still alive Men made gun, gun don't make a man Get that hate up out your heart and take it out your hand Sit your scary ass down, you don't understand Everything outside of the ten is gangland Compton, Watts, South Central, the District to Long Beach Where the skinny niggas carry strong heat Four deep, on a slow creep, fuck the police (Police, police) And I still remember with my homie Yeah, hopped off the porch like Geronimo, yeah He tryna get his money up, yeah So he pop the trunk, got a .44, ooh shit Said he wanna be a murderer (Yeah) Said he wanna be a murderer (Yeah, yeah) Murderer (Ooh shit) Said he wanna be a murderer (Ooh shit, yeah, uh) Murderer, rah, rah (Yeah) Calm down, dawg, calm down Settle down, dawg, settle down I tell 'em, "Calm down, dawg, calm down" Settle down, dawg" (Settle down, dawg) Murderer, murderer Said he wanna be a murderer, murderer, rah He wanna be a murderer, murderer, rah He said he wanna be a murderer Yeah, hopped off the porch like Geronimo, yeah He tryna get his money up, yeah So he pop the trunk, got a .44, ooh shit Said he wanna be a murderer (Yeah) Said he wanna be a murderer (Yeah, yeah) Murderer (Ooh shit) Said he wanna be a murderer (Ooh shit, yeah, uh) Murderer, rah, rah (Yeah)