Mr. Serv-on - Murder Lyrics
Mr. serv-on:Say young kenoeGive a little something I can *****ing roll toSome murderous type shitI got a little something on my chest and I gots to get it offSee niggas playing, you wanna play?Yall think we slow down here, tell you whatKenoe, we gonna turn myNaw wait kenoe, kenoe, hold upI got something, stay the ***** right hereStay the ***** right hereMagic:Serv, serv on, serv, say bro, lets go broI just saw them niggas bro,Lets go get them stupid ass mother*****ing niggas(chorus)Murder, murder, where they at? , (ah shit) I see em(there dey go) (there dey go)Murder, murder, pass me them thangs, Im gonna get em(pass me them thangs) (let me get em)Mr. serv-on:See me, Im a little niggaAnd I aint never had shit, but now Im the bestSo aint shit for me to give it all upFor this mother*****ing tank, around my *****ing chestWhen yall see it, yall see diamonds and goldWhen I see it, I see a bunch of rowdy mother*****ers just (? ? ? )See the colonel, he dont start no shit, but wait a minuteYou mother*****ing talking about the mother*****ing tank, this nigga loveMe most of all, so watch this nigga finishWe like to go scrap for scrap, blow for blowWhen I see you nigga, I told you I was gonna get youI dont give a ***** about you or your hoeCause Im the type of nigga thats gonna finish this shitI go from town to town, if I want to ***** you up niggaI slap you and your mother*****ing *****See talk about niggas down south, we slow, (whats happening)But watch me wake up niggaAnd Im gonna show what we do nigga, what up, you wanna go?Chorus 4xMagic:Yo, you better back the ***** off meIf you know me then you know my rapI be that step on your chest, until you lose your *****ing breath*****, I huff, and I puff, until you shiver in fearYou looking for that bulldoser, mr. magic is hereNow who want to test me? (wha? ), who can the best be? (who? )Who from that lower 9, a lot of *****ing grass beWho do them *****es be jocking and flocking round to come seeWho got them thug niggas jumping (magic!), thats meHi, what happening, have yall seen me in them videosFloss around with a lot of hoes, smoking on that fire dojaShit, you can come over here if you wanna, yous a gonner,I dont need no pistol *****, Ill put these *****ing hands on ya!Chorus 4xMr. serv-on:See I call myself a soldier, yall call me a thug*****ing young silkk told me be the ***** you gonna be, ***** the loveI (? ? ? ) my tank, I only want love from niggas doing time(25 to life)Shit nigga, keep doing your push-ups,Im gonna keep busting these *****es, that hate my kindSome *****es told me when you see us, yall gonna start bustingNigga, I heard that shit before,Nigga my baby cry, my old lady at home [***** for show]See nigga I got pampers to buy,My little nephew need a new pair of shoesSo nigga ***** you, the magazines, and the mother*****ing newsYall niggas make albums, put em out, and they dont sell,(that aint my fault)I met a nigga two weeks ago,Put em out now nigga and this nigga got million dollar stories to tellI ***** with a nigga named p with gold teeth in his mouthAnd a nigga like c-murder who love the mother*****ing southSo what the ***** yall bout?Chorus 4x
