Murderer Lyrics - Mind Of Mystikal - Mystikal

[Chorus (Mystikal & Insane): repeat 2X] 

[Insane] Guns murder niggas at night.... 

[Mystikal] Man, niggas even kill niggas at night 

[Insane] Cops murder niggas at night... 

[Mystikal] I'll be fucked if I'm gonna let them bitches murder mine!!! 

[Mystikal] 

Motherfuckin murderer....shot my fuckin brother 

But when I find him, I'm gone GET THAT MOTHERFUCKER! 

He playin the role of one them niggas that's always talkin noise 

Runnin INSIDE, talkin that shit, front of his fuckin boys 

Fuck that, I'm lockin that bolt back 

Loadin that gat, here that glock come, [gunshot] 

Out'cha fuckin' head... standin on the corner 

I'm peepin on ya, so I CAN CREEP UP ON YA!!!! 

Calmin my nerves, get rid of these punks and stick em in my mind 

You want it? Fine, I DONE REACHED FOR THAT NINE 

I'm gone do you in 

I'm tellin ya bitch you gone have to get up quick 

And hit the bricks before I do you in 

Two of your boys spied me comin 

Them coward-hearted niggas started runnin 

But not you though, you gots to play the hard role 

Stop playin it up like a bone, BITCH I KNOW YOU ARE 

Talkin head gonna put you on your deathbed 

Just 'cause you got a gat, that's just why you actin brave 

Got a gat I got a GLOCK, what'cha gone do? 

Handle your business, DON'T LET YOUR BUSINESS HANDLE YOU! 

[Chorus] 

[Mystikal] 

Pull your shirt down bitch 

I know you got a gat, but I ain't scared bout that bullshit 

It don't matter how many fuckin guns you got 

The only thing that MATTER, is a nigga, to get the first shot 

'cause if I peep, that ass is fallin to the street 

Bitch retreat or that ass is deeeeeeead meat 

Smack your teeth, but I'ma knock you off your fuckin feet 

They gone pick you up, piece-by-piece off that concrete street 

When N.O. meet, who gives a fuck about a poor neat scene? 

We got beef, so I'ma shoot'cha like a FAKE BITCH 

Let you know just who you fuckin' with 

But I ain't that type of nigga 

that's liable to shoot you over no DUMB SHIT! 

If I'ma pop ya, I'ma pop ya for just cause 

you talk too much shit PLUS, you popped one of my boys 

Gankin niggas I'm gettin downright SCANDOLOUS!!!! 

[gunfire] YOU CAN'T HANDLE THIS!!!! 

So when you're out bitch, move or I won't step 

'cause if I catch'cha I'ma drill ya in your fuckin chest 

I ain't gone gone ride by and pop, cause I might miss 

I'ma walk up to your FACE, Pop POINT BLANK BITCH!!! 

That's what you get, from out there tryin to go act bad 

Not even BRUCE LEE, could whoop a bullet ass 

Got'cha, come, get this ass whoopin 

If you bringing them niggas with ya, that's nothin 

I'm poppin' the clip in 

Nigga fetcher, satisfied when you're on the stretcher 

You might run but I'ma CATCH 'EM!!!! 

[Chorus] 

[Mystikal] 

(Yo nigga you caught that bitch yet?) 

FUCK NO! I ain't caught that bitch yet 

I done been through every scandalous sight, and every project 

But I bet'cha, when I stop, runnin behind em 

Get up, pack my shit and I'll STOP, and then I'll fuckin find him 

Yo dumb ass in the street 

Fuck that shit, 'cause I'ma catch your ass this week 

Monday, a one day when you go play [alot of gunfire], goes the A.K. 

Sprayin on his ass like a roach, and if I approach, too late to duck hoe 

Drop, run, fall, kick, scream, now curse 

How in the fuck you gone duck a twelve round burst? 

Hammin at that ass on Tuesday, put up the nine 

Go get the A.K. 

Bitch if I catch you in the mall Wednesday 

That's the day that ass fall 

Then it might be Thursday, three round burst day 

The day I'm blood thirsty 

Fuck that, wait til FRIDAY, PAYDAY!!!! 

Shoot'cha in your face and take your money, J 

Now wait til the weekend, heh, yeah 

Saturday, that's the day you go CREEPIN 

But you better be watchin your back 'cause I'm sneakin [door noise] 

Waitin for my chance to do your ass in 

I don't give a fuck if it's on Sunday 

God gone have to forgive me, 'cause I'ma shoot'cha in your head nigga 

[Chorus]