Murder Game

[Intro: Big Kuntry King]

Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye / Sup mayne (x25)

[Chorus: Big Kuntry King]

Wassup killa (sucka nigga where ya murder game at?)

Wassup killa (sucka nigga where ya murda game at?)

Wassup killa (sucka nigga where ya murder game at?)

You talk that shit better be about it bitch!

[Verse 1: Big Kuntry King]

Wassup killa (sup killa) you don't wanna go there

Sucka nigga (sucka nigga) you don't wanna go there

If you want it fuck boy bust a motherfuckin' move

(If you want it fuck boy bust a motherfuckin' move)

He don't want it with me, I'll up my strap

Put his brains in his lap, let'em think about that

(He don't want it with me, I'll up my strap

Put his brains in his lap, let'em think about that)

Hold up (Hold up) Slow down (Slow down)

Ho nigga (Ho nigga)  Sit down (Sit down)

If you think I'm a ho, if you think I'm a bitch

Like Boosie and Webbie say you got me fucked up

If you think I'm a ho, if you think I'm a bitch

Like Boosie and Webbie say, you got me fucked up

So killa (so killa)

Slow down (slow down)

Before you get put 6 feet down

In the ground

[Chorus: Big Kuntry King]

Wassup killa (sucka nigga where ya murder game at?)

Wassup killa (sucka nigga where ya murda game at?)

Wassup killa (sucka nigga where ya murder game at?)

You talk that shit better be about it bitch!

[Verse 2: Mac Boney]

Work somethin' (work somethin')

Hurt somethin' (hurt somethin')

Walk up on your victim and squirt somethin' (squirt somethin')

Think I ain't got nuts to pull the trigger? You done lost your mind

I walk up on you killa cock the Glock then release my nine

I'm tired of niggas thinkin' cuz I rap I'm not the same person

I'll run up on you quick and bust yo shit, live right in person

Think about these verses before you approach me with that misbehavin'

Cuz I got sawed-off chop your 40 cal yeah I got different flavors

Center squad and Goon shoot up the room ain't no wakin' neighbors

All my soldiers got revolvers, silence'em with baked potatoes

Fuck a hata, hit your ass with hollows till your body fall

The impact of my 40 threw your skeleton into the wall

I love action, bust a nigga with pistols and assault rifles

My murder game is equal to the motherfuckin' speed of lightning

Young viking, hit a pussy nigga like I'm Mike Tyson

So excitin', 4th of July fireworks when I start lightin'

[Chorus: Big Kuntry King]

Wassup killa (sucka nigga where ya murder game at?)

Wassup killa (sucka nigga where ya murda game at?)

Wassup killa (sucka nigga where ya murder game at?)

You talk that shit better be about it bitch!

[Verse 3: AK]

It'll be a nationwide man hunt, why you piss my niggas off

Why you piss my niggas off?  Got to make you take a loss

You talkin' but you ain't sayin nuttin' it's obvious that you fake and flaw

Read'em like a book I'm about to rip his pages off

Do it then, say you tough, do it then, you's a bluff

Called it like I seen it you's a busta nigga, do it then

Never lose my cool, wild out dude and lose your limbs

The weapon you choose to use, you're not gonna know what you gon' do wit them

You better slow ya roll slow ya roll slow ya roll

Zone 1, Zone 4 drag his ass through the floor

I ain't trippin' (I ain't trippin') I ain't trippin' (I ain't trippin')

I'm a grown man, bitch, I handle my business (I handle my business)

Campaignin', champagne rainin' need a blunt I got the purp

I don't need a chump up in my face unless you wanna be hurt

Get a grip (get a grip) get a grip (get a grip)

Before I do I let it hit you off the rip (off the rip)

[Chorus: Big Kuntry King]

Wassup killa (sucka nigga where ya murder game at?)

Wassup killa (sucka nigga where ya murda game at?)

Wassup killa (sucka nigga where ya murder game at?)

You talk that shit better be about it bitch!

[Verse 4: T.I.]

Aye here's a couple reasons why dissin' TIP ain't the thang to do

One, I ain't as lame as you, Two, I done slung more 'caine than you

Three, I'm more of a G than all the niggas who hang wit you

Four, When I show up your ho act like she never came wit you

Drama I'm no stranger to, all the niggas you brang wit you

Lay out in the streets their body leakin' till the change to blue

I'mma be the reason your mom and daddy ashamed of you

And why your cousins, brothers, and sisters don't even claim to you

Pimp Squad Click punk bitch, want a plainer view?

I'mma point this thang at you seconds before I bang at you

Power and respect the money and fame's attainable

We don't mix cuz G's and tricks ain't interchangeable

I'mma bang it when my chamber full, long as it's a thang to pull

Old ladies cryin' kids yellin' niggas sayin' uggghhh

I play the game without a rule or a ref

I'm hands on so when it's on I do it myself (nigga)

[Chorus: Big Kuntry King]

Wassup killa (sucka nigga where ya murder game at?)

Wassup killa (sucka nigga where ya murda game at?)

Wassup killa (sucka nigga where ya murder game at?)

You talk that shit better be about it bitch!