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Dj Quik - Murda 1 Case Lyrics

  • [patois chatta that can't be made out for 10 seconds]
  • Watch it! WAR-NING!
  • Aiyy-yo, aiyy-yo, aiyy-yo, aiyy-yo!
  • [more chatta talk]
  • [KK]
  • I had to figure out a way to touch 'em
  • Expose the money and hoes had to rush 'em
  • Six by nine Pioneers up in my Cutlass
  • So I can bump N.W.A., and my tape - ***** it!
  • Gots to work to add to my little paper
  • Need a boost, so I gots to pull me some capers
  • Circulate the dollar pull a broad I ain't the type to drape her
  • She roll and she real - if not, I got to shake her
  • Or turn her mind to the next page (face)
  • Face fears *****, drama let's get paid (paid)
  • Business first, then we'll crack a spot so we can play
  • In the cut somewhere with some drink out the way
  • Now KK is the name, no actin just mackin
  • Without runnin some game, together we can stack it
  • Y'all niggaz *****in with the original raspy
  • Haters talk shit and they split;
  • not knowin that they rolled right past me
  • [chatta Chorus]
  • [DJ Quik]
  • I ain't nervous - I'm lookin for plot for a debt that's overdue
  • Hangin out the window of the rental, we dumpin over you
  • We do walk-bys, skip-bys, bicycle-bys
  • Waterhose-douse-bys, bush-in-front-ya-house-bys (yes)
  • Bein a rider is more than sound effects
  • With wires wrapped 'round ya neck, you know the sound that's next!
  • {*gagging*} With a twist snap you fall
  • We duct-tapin your wrists, ankles, laps and all
  • We love that 'Goodfellas', 'Scarface', all that mafia stuff
  • But a few volumes of 'Faces of Death' get you coppin it tough
  • Look at the autopsy, where fly-swatters got mashed for miles
  • Writin checks that they insides couldn't cash! (ewww)
  • Like raw steak, them vital organs they soft
  • Pharoahe Monch and K, like chrome they popped off
  • Chunky to wicked, and me yeah Quik did it
  • The murder, the mayhem, like 40 we Sic'Wid'It!
  • [chatta Chorus]
  • [Pharoahe Monch]
  • What the ***** do we have here?
  • Pharoahe Monch, let's make one thing clear
  • Forget the tiger, I admire the eye of the bull
  • Spit it for the critics and the undesirables
  • Quik beats bang like street gangs in inner city
  • I Bang- like -ladesh, plus bang like shit ain't shitty
  • Shitty, sell fake Gucci bags on eBay
  • So advanced when I rhyme that you need time de-lay
  • These three and up company like Jack Tripper
  • To get in Depp like Johnny but not Jack the Ripper
  • Tripped ya, the slumpture slasher
  • will rupture yout whole team and abduct your church pastor
  • You know you gotta get it from the incredible mastermind
  • with disastrous raps hard to find or follow
  • The motto - DJ Quik shit
  • hit mo' frequently than quick-pick lotto
  • [chatta Chorus]

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