Murkin' Season

[Intro]

Aye, I'd like to welcome all you motharfuckas, man

To the home of the goons, where the grave yards over crowded

And where choppers is a must!

[Chorus]

Get caught slippin' crackers goin' find your ass not breathing

One hundred holes in your lil' ass with ya body leaking

Nigga ridin' with them drums nigga for a reason

'Cause down here we in the middle of murkin' season

Get caught slippin' crackers goin' find your ass not breathing

One hundred holes in your lil' ass with ya body leaking

Nigga ridin' with them drums nigga for a reason

'Cause down here we in the middle of murkin' season

[Verse 1]

Stay on your porch, nigga, if you ain't ready to make a shake

'Cause this the home of the bodies check the murder rate

Money and ski's is the only that'll be the murder case

So you better kill him if you don't want him at your court date

If you comin', you better come with em choppers and don't fake

'Cause if you bullshit you the one that get erased

This niggas murkin' out pussy niggas in broad day

And where-ever you get caught slippin' at that's where you lay

And like they say nigga no face, no case!

As long as these goons are lurkin' these streets ain't safe

The more rounds you shoot nigga the less aim it takes

It's murkin' season so you pussies better stay out the way!

[Chorus]

Get caught slippin' crackers goin' find your ass not breathing

One hundred holes in your lil' ass with ya body leaking

Nigga ridin' with them drums nigga for a reason

'Cause down here we in the middle of murkin' season

Get caught slippin' crackers goin' find your ass not breathing

One hundred holes in your lil' ass with ya body leaking

Nigga ridin' with them drums nigga for a reason

'Cause down here we in the middle of murkin' season

[Verse 2]

And murkin' season don't end, this shit year round

It ain't never drop murkin' season never slow down

It's impossible too many choppers floating around

These young niggas they sick with it on that four pound!

Lil' cousin twelve and all he talking is murkin' now

Old lady said she got woke up by that chopper sound

Say she got under the bed and laid back down

From what I heard 'em crackers fired a hundred twenty rounds

Four mothafuckin' dead bodies laying on the ground

Niggas bettin' on it now, who goin' get off first?

Running ya fuck box better what how u choose u words

And niggas sending threats pussy u got a lot of nerves

Niggas'll leave your motherfuckin brains on the curb

This ain't the 80's dawg... niggas getting murked

Everywhere you turn you see dead niggas on T-shirts

Every time I pass by the graveyard I see a hearse

[Chorus]

Get caught slippin' crackers goin' find your ass not breathing

One hundred holes in your lil' ass with ya body leaking

Nigga ridin' with them drums nigga for a reason

'Cause down here we in the middle of murkin' season

Get caught slippin' crackers goin' find your ass not breathing

One hundred holes in your lil' ass with ya body leaking

Nigga ridin' with them drums nigga for a reason

'Cause down here we in the middle of murkin' season

[Verse 3]

Not respecting these streets what got you niggas fucked

That pussy nigga ain't 'bout it, he know how ta play tough

Runnin' your dick sucka fast'll get ya chopped up

I know plenty niggas like you that done got touched

You talking loud 'cause you got a chopper nigga that ain't enough

I know one hundred niggas with choppers but only few'll bust!

You got the mouth for a killa but you ain't got the guts

You got the front game down pat but you ain't got the nuts

You mighta got off before but you ain't wack nothing

This the wrong place to play games dawg the streets real

Trying to impress a mothafucker'll get you nigga killed

Murkin' season is official boy this shit for real!