Acordes de It's Murda
Slaughterhouse
Slaughterhouse

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Tonalidad: A minor
Verse 1
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And niggas supposed to be gangsta?
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When you hooked to life support,
niggas come up short
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Here I am again in court
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Explaining to the judge
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why I pop them sluts
And why you coughed up blood
when you claiming you thug
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I ain't looking, any nigga want,
he can have that
Why I throw a flow
when I'ma hit you with this cat?
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It's them street rules,
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bitch, anything goes
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When I aim this chrome .44,
your brain's gold
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When I bust, my bullets hush,
but still laughing
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You wearing hoes in your shirt
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like it was a fashion
I'm going off that thug passion
and want some action
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Head -bustin' niggas
but still no satisfaction
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That player peep you lackin'
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You ain't ballin' cause you got two jewels
I can tell by how you actin'
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If it come to splittin' wigs,
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it's murder
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Give a fuck about you and your kids,
still murder
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Nigga, for my hustle
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Survive and make you think twice
Would you rather lose your life
and get murdered?
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It's murder
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If it come to splittin' wigs, it's murder
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Give a fuck about you and your kids,
still murder
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Nig ga, for my hustle
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Survive and make you think twice
Would you rather lose your life
and get murdered?
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Niggas ain't scared of death,
they scared of face
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That's why they face -strapped
on the block while rollin' dice
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Throw a cat off the roof
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if he scared of heights
Know a can can't rob a
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witch with a long pipe
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We'll shoot her on the nigga
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so you know she's tripe
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She'll get her first bomb
of every cop's wife
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Like Lector, verbally pull off a heist
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I got Hector with the perico, that's nice
I play two sports,
bitches do threes like Price
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I got people switchin' their religion,
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prayin' for Christ
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Face never spit saw, I always spit hard
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My guns are the security,
the bullets the bodyguard
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I put y 'all in general hospital
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like some fucked up actress
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Cold eyes stiff,
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laid out on a mattress
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Face murder, bitch,
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I respect this nigga
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Guns I bop, bum with finger,
molded triggers
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Boss about a buckle of fig ures
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Let off three shots, you know I'ma
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Drop four, y niggas
Like a fork in the road,
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I split the sword of all opposers
Like my name was Hitler
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If they come to split wigs, it's murder
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Give a fuck about you and your kids,
still murder
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Nigga, for my hustle,
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survive and make you think twice
Would you rather lose your life
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and get murdered?
It's murder
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If they come to split wigs, it's murder
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Give a fuck about you and your kids,
still murder
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Nigga, for my hustle,
survive and make you think twice
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Would you rather lose your life
and get murdered?
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It's murder
Me and my nigga face
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On a mission to split some wigs
We unstable motherfuckers
coming from a grimy clique
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And my name come out your mouth,
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you better be sayin' some good shit
My fingers itchin' and I'm
ready to clip this clip
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Y 'all niggas are sweet,
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while your mind is on my shit
I'm thinkin' about
puttin' your bitch ass
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right off in the ditch
You silly bitch,
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the king never treat no tricks
I'm sleepin' niggas
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like they life in that powder shit
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Anthrax, get back, bitch,
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I need about 50 feet
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I left that nigga on the floor,
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the bloody crime scene
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Well, she never fucked with me,
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I'm choppin' niggas in half
Common touch of queen, I'm a Shaggy,
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you wanna test me?
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You had to pay a fee,
the cane don't come for free
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I'm toting all these weapons,
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stressing like farmers, I got beef
Breaking your shit and we
can nap in your seat
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And that nigga Pete Smooth
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got the motherfucking tools
He's holding choppers and glocks,
his finger finger is rude
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My niggas slaughterhouse
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ready to act a fucking fool
Leave the niggas in red,
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run them boys in blue
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Nig ga, it's murder
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Bitch, I'm talking about you
Nigga, I'm talking about you
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It come to splitting wigs, it's murder
Give a fuck about you and your kids?
Still murder
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Nigga from a hustle
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Survive and make you think twice
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Would you rather lose your life
and get murdered?
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It's murder
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If they come to split wigs?
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It's murder
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Give a fuck about you and your kids?
Still murder
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Nigga from a hustle
Survive and make you think twice
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Would you rather lose your life
and get murdered?
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It's murder
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