Murder After Midnight Lyrics - Geto Boys

Niggaz busting caps on a Sunday 

I'm riding through the park with my white six bloody 

Thinking to myself, what the fuck is this? 

I grab my motherfuckin' shit, load the clip and then I get 

The extra hallow points out the box in the backseat 

I can't believe these motherfuckers tried to X me 

Once again I'm in the middle of some fuck shit 

I busted a window, a dead nigger they left me stuck with 

I grabbed my cellular phone and called my nigger Face 

Had to beep him, 911 he wasn't in his place 

The phone rang I picked it up I heard what's up Black? 

'"Some hoe ass niggaz bust a cap and shot my nigga Matt 

They killed my nigga now them hoes are after me 

Just dump the body and meet me over at the draft 'G' 

7 o'clock I dumped the body now I'm changing cars 

Getting up with Face it's time to take them hoes to war 

Called up Billy to meet us on the south west 

Bring a bag of Buddha sinse and an extra vest 

And to fit the [unverified] VNG to get this shit right 

'Cause there's about to be a murder after midnight 

Say what? 

3 or 4 minutes to twelve o'clock, rolling in an 

Undercover hunting 4 an' [unverified] Adrock 

Let's hit the spot and find them hoes that tried to cap ya 

Were they Killers yeah, or were they tried to jack ya? 

It's hard to tell we lost our boy behind this punk shit 

And when we catch him we're gonna chuck him 

In the trunk [unverified] Swick 

I gives a fuck about the sorry motherfucker 

He crossed the family daddy's now I'm a make the nigga suffer 

I'm rolling hard got my daddy's Smith and Wesson 

6 shots nigga played the 357 

So keep your eyes peeled Nigga we got to find them 

We got some barrels protecting us 

But keep a low pro cause they'll be expecting us 

We spotted a 'Z' off at Quarter Lane I'm killing the bitch 

I don't know the man 

Creped up slow dropped the back window 

Yeah now what's up hoe? 

Let off a couple of shots but he had posse 

The nigga came out the door and like just shot me 

It didn't hit me 'cause I duck down 

We jumped our ass out the car and turned 

That bitch into [unverified] Book Town 

I bring my gats to a fist fight and bust a cap 

In the bitch and it ain't gotta be at midnight 

Eleven forty five I pull up on the set 

With some down ass niggaz and a van full of gats 

Jumped out fired up my Philly had to bust some shots 

Had to let them know Bushwick Bill is on the fucking block 

Niggaz start hauling as I heard Big Mike calling 

Jumped in the van slammed the door and started hauling 

Ass around the corner catch the nigga who would ran 

Oki jumped out and went to bust him once again, uh 

Making niggaz take cover fast 'cause 

We was putting something on they motherfuckin' ass 

Yeah, nine millimeter shells, twelve gauge pumps and shit 

So nigga don't bother running for your trunk and shit 

1 2 3 4 shots from the infra-red left 

1 2 3 4 motherfuckers dead and no witnesses in sight 

All Bido said is that it happened after midnight