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アーティスト：The Game  アルバム：You Know What It Is Vol. 4: Murda Game Chronicles 

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(feat. Hot 97) [Game: whispering] Its Murder [The Game: talking] Is 07 shit We runnin' through summers In dual hummers And tell them my crew coming for war [Verse 1:] Ay yooooooooooooooo! I can't let the day go without lettin' the K go Now watch his face blow, YAYO! Heard you hidin' in the big apple Better keep hidin' for them Puerto Ricans kidnap you 9-3 gangsta ties Haitans down in Miami (zoe gang!) Yeah, them Haitins down in Miami Fat Joe don't fuck with you, Nas don't like you So who they gonna blame when the long nose snipe you Potado on the muscle, black tape on the grip We in the A-Team van with black tape on your bitch She gonna tell us where you at We gonna twist that dro' And just wait 'til that rat come out the that hole No, the streets ain't safe When we see him we gonna eat that face Nobody we gonna beat that case Yeah, it's on again, two shots of patron I'm in Drive slow and let the motherfuckin' chronic spin [Chorus: The Game] Out in the streets they call it murder (whispering: murder, murder, murderer kill, kill, kill...) (You can't fuck with the real!) Out in the streets they call it murder (murder, murder, murderer kill, kill, kill...) (Nigga, don't cross the real!) They call it murder They call it murder They call it murder (murder, murder, murderer kill, kill, kill...) They call it murder (You can't fuck with the real!) They call it murder They call it murder They call it murder They call it murder (Nigga, don't cross the real!) [Verse 2:] What type of bitch niggaz put his hands on kids (Homo!) Pull up that black van on his (Nope) We don't do the kid slap, we do the kid snatchin' Eyewitness news, there's been a kidnappin' Feed 'em real good, takin' home to play with Harlem Sit by the phone, just wait it's your daddy callin' Naah, we don't get down like that But 50's momma we'll put you in the ground like that Cuuuurtisss Tryin' to make peace with Dipset But you ain't even address the beef with Jin yet It's on now, better call dr. Ben and Russell Set up a peace treaty or go get some muscle Call the lighty brothers, call all your lil' flunkies



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