Murder Talk, Pt. 5 Video (MV)

So what I dyed my dreads gray,
That ain't the only thing that's dead gang,
Mister shoot a n*gga in his damn face,
Dirty pistol it's a throw away,
Ain't nobody goin in the river,
That's a closed case,
That's the end of your chapter,
Somebody call Mary Graham to get a mother f*ckin pastor,
My brotha Wop delivered caskets,
Flip to the book of revelations,
It's the mother f*ckin rapture,

Aye,
Dead man,
Dead man,
This that murder talk,
Go,
Killers outside ya house,
If you come out then it's July 4th,
Headshot,
Dead man down on the damn floor,
N*gga pick ya pallbearers,
What the f*ck you waiting for?

Boom Boom,
Choppa in the car,
What the f*ck is in the trunk?
If you ain't shot nobody,
What the f*ck you got that gun for?
Dead man,
Dead man,
Down on the damn floor,
F*cking pu**y n****s

I be really out here spinnin benz,
So I can't drop no music,
Hella shells left in his side,
But this ain't taco Tuesday,
You be with them pussy ass lil boys,
With all that bullshit,
He thought he was good inside his hood till we started shootin,
One too many n*ggas died,
But I ain't even goin speak on that,
They cant have no viewing
Kobe lurking
Where his people at,
You can't get acknowledgment,
N*gga I can't show you no respect,
We goin get his man,
Then we goin try to get his momma next

Go go go
Boom Boom n*gga,
Choppa in the car,
What the f*ck is in the trunk for?
My choppa retarded it go dumb dumb n*gga
All that dissing on the dead,
That what little buddy got slumped for

Lets go
Tornado Kidd n*gga
Choppa town n*gga
Tornado Kidd Spinnin'

Bitch shut yo ass up,
I been shootin this choppa since a juvenile,
Backin n*ggas ass up,
Bitch take this mother f*ckin switch off my mag,
Tryna aim this mother f*cker,
Hit a n*gga in the hat,
This stupid shit shoot too fast,

Bam Bam

Dirty ass blicky,
Aye fully loaded,
Them bodies that be missin,
They still got the city pourin',
I just f*cked a opp bitch raw,
Cuz I ain't gonna use no trojan,
These nosey ass neighbor,
They keep askin who I'm smokin