歌手:Snoop Dogg
专辑:《The Game Is To Be Sold, Not To Be Told》

作词 : C Murder ...
Kill, kill, kill
How many killas you got on your mother *******' pay roll *************?
Snoop Dogg,
C-Murder and
Silk the Shocker, no limit biatch
************* *************
I'ma rida, ride with
G'sAnd *************p keys overseas by the three's
Keep an eye on my enemies
Snoop and
Silk in da back of the
LacWith that
AKs limosine tint with a infra-red
Mother ****** gonna die tonight
That's why
I smoke ************* get high tonight
I'ma no limit soldier with tru dated in blood
I went to jail for years, for movin' bundles a drugs
Murda murda, kill, kill if you put me in danger
I ain't trippin' on and ain't be needin' no strangers
I'ma tank representer till
I'm history
Making playa hatas into a mother ******* memory
So throw 'em up if you a soldier
And Snoop
Dogg pass tha mother ******* dosha
I know you mother ******* feel me
C-murder ain't gonna die, till a ************* ************* kill me
Kill, kill, kill, murda, murda, murda
Ain't nut'in personal tru you see it's all about respect
Kill, kill, kill, murda, murda, murda
I'm never got slippin', keep my heat on the dash
Kill, kill, kill, murda, murda, murda
Ain't nut'in personal tru you see it's all about respect
Kill, kill, kill, murda, murda, murda
I'm never got slippin', keep my heat on the dash
Now how many *************z you know that can ************* around
And die and come back?
Then get hooked up with the number one label and rap, like that?
*************t I can't be duplicated but
I'm highly playa hated
And I been reinstated and
I thank God that
I finally made it
Fated many *************s, just to get one mack
Remember I'm that young ************* that put gangsta rap on the map
He never craps, only five deuces
I mix that
Moet, white star with them orange juices
I hang out with real *************s like
Silk and C-
MurderTru *************s, do *************s like you *************s
Ghetto ass, lower class never hesitate to blast
And I'm so serious about my hustlin' gots to have my cash
Can you imagin' if
I was broke?
*************t I wouldn't be bustin' no raps
I'd have my strap running up in your *******' throat
Takin' all your dough and your gold and your cars'
Cuz big Snoop
Dogg ain't no mother ******* rap star
See I'ma gangsta and you are not
And you a sucka and
I rockI'm draped in my army fatigues blowing on green trees
In the Navigator and keep the heat for them paper hatas
Kill, kill, kill, murda, murda, murda
Ain't nut'in personal tru you see it's all about respect
Kill, kill, kill, murda, murda, murda
I'm never got slippin', keep my heat on the dash
Kill, kill, kill, murda, murda, murda
Ain't nut'in personal tru you see it's all about respect
Kill, kill, kill, murda, murda, murda
I'm never got slippin', keep my heat on the dash
Now look at murda, murda, murda and this kill, kill, kill
*************t's real, stay strapped with capped, do get pealed
And mama always told me if you ain't down to ride with
GodDown to die with
God you ain't no mother ******* soldier
No limit datted on my back and my stomach'
Cuz I'ma mother ******* fool, uh, show me love'
Cuz when I make music with thugs,
I make moves
Told you I was coming out hard
I was coming out large
Seen this guy named
Van I bring the pain 'em
Everybody coming out stars
See now me,
C, and Snoop in da coupe
Conversatin' about loop
I told *************s rap *************t isn't bad,
I blast 'em 'fore
I ask 'em,
I shootJust a young ************* 'bout raising hell and makin' mail
You a trip
I told you
I was doing this *************t on bail, it's cool
Back up *************, can't flame that *************t like drugs
And see I'ma *************,
I'm gonna hang like a *************
Bang that *************t like it was crips and bloods
Now deal ************* ************* strapped up in my fatigue can't hold me down
Don't even trip my *************
Snoop if you a soldier now
Do what ya think *************
For this tank *************
I stay quick and work
And I got no limit scattered on my ******* forehead
That's why
I do so much dirt
Kill, kill, kill, murda, murda, murda
Ain't nut'in personal tru you see it's all about respect
Kill, kill, kill, murda, murda, murda
I'm never caught slippin', keep my heat on the dash
Kill, kill, kill