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Genocide feat. Kendrick Lamar,Marsha Ambrosius,Candice Pillay

Track byDr. Dre

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  • 2015.08.21
  • 4:26
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歌詞

Stone cold killers in these Compton streets One hand on the nine, all eyes on me Murder, murder Murder, murder Call 911, emergency Hands up in the air for the world to see It's murder, it's murder Murder, murder, murder My dada done kill 'em dead Bullet to the dome to the head My daddy done kill a yout' Don't feel a pull a part that man and let me up What it look like? See my daddy done kill 'em dead Bullets come down from the air My daddy done killa you Don't feel a pull a part that man and let me up What it look? Stone cold killers in these Compton streets One hand on the nine, all eyes on me Murder, murder Murder, murder Call 911, emergency Hands up in the air for the world to see It's murder, it's murder Murder, murder, murder It's been a 187 in this bitch Murder this, murder listen, hit a suburban whippin' Tinted windows ride at your wifey Blap and I bet you miss her Reload the protools and we throw the clip in both trays That's one on the left and one in the right hand, Scottie Pippen both ways Been doin' drive-bys, got this music industry timelined Lookin' like Rosecrans when these niggas throw up them signs high I'm talkin' about that bottom where it's high crimes Shit, I'm just tryna get paid and keep 'em thighs high Thighs high Sometimes I feel like I could just bury 'em, bury 'em Cause delirium, mass hysteria, scarier area I'm very aware hip hop needed somethin' to carry it So I married that bitch and swung down in that chariot Hangin' way too fuckin' close, beware the barrier This is hub city nigga, don't make us embarrass you Man, you should be realistic, these niggas 'round here ballistic We did the numbers and you lookin' like another statistic Stone cold killers in these Compton streets One hand on the nine, all eyes on me Murder, murder It's murder, it's murder Call 911, emergency And hands up in the air for the world to see It's murder, it's murder Murder, murder, murder Ah shit Recognize what lives inside these eyes I'm silent till the dead has risen Live in a project building, dodgin' the module ceilings I ride, I'mma ride in a stolen Jeep Ride with the eyes of five blind men, my vision corrupted Mama tried counselin', five plans for Kendrick but fuck it My family's ties had sabotaged Rosecrans' existence abducted My aliens on surveillance, they paid me a visit disgusting Our stadium's packed, raiders in black Curls drippin', silver bullet, palladium in my strap I lie on the side of a one way street Nowhere to go, death all I can see I say, "Fuck is up?", I fuck 'emup, your supper's up or something's up I hoping all get orthotist, rope it before the double dutch broke Plenty ruckus with the weapon, I protect it under oath My discretion, fuck your blessing, fuck your life Fuck your hope, fuck your mama Fuck your daddy, fuck your dead homie Fucked the world up when we came up, that's Compton homie Murder, murder Murder Murder It's all murder Murder Murder, murder Murder, murder It's murder It's been a 187 in this bitch

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