Murda Afta Midnight lyrics

f/ Ice Mike



Chorus: J-Dawg & Ice Mike (repeat 4X)



Have you ever seen a killa after midnight?

Nigga don`t trip, my pistol grip`s up in your shit, right?



[First Verse: J-Dawg]

Four deep in the G-Ride

We high on my side

Got the pump and I`m dumpin` pellets

Bet`cha won`t live, you won`t go tell it

Face down, with your stomach swellin`

No tellin` what a nigga might do when the nightfall,

you ain`t safe when it`s dark

Try to run and I`ma give chase

I`m in your face nigga, no place for ya when the shit start

Park, you don`t understand

You was once a man

But now you`re food for the fishes

Muthafucka what the camp be like?Nigga we tight for life

And we don`t fool with them bitches

We vicious creatures we disregard it

You`re dearly departed

Fallin` to the wayside, tryin` to play fly

Hate to die, but everybody got a date to die

We can`t lie when the gun dump, collect money & lust, nigga mafia style

With the seventeen shot glock, on your Mom`s block

Steady poppin` her child

Take it Uptown nigga don`t fuck around Downtown

It`s like Barnum & Bailey

I`m harmin` `em daily

Protect yourself cuz I`m comin`, it`s hailing

No peace for the police, or the poor peeps

Don`t get no sleep in the ghetto

I gotta put up with some more beef

so I go to sleep with heat til` I freeze, never let go

Collect four more niggas in a chest

With the maximum sentence it`s time to get ghost

In the wrong place at the wrong time, in a long line

You find you fixin` to die cuz I`m gettin` close

Now have you ever seen a killa after midnight?

Nigga don`t trip cuz I got the pistol-grip pump

with a four, better get it right

Many nights I done shit, by any means bitch, you either kill or get killed

Catch a nigga down bad

I`ma lay his ass flat on his back until his cabbage get peeled

For real



Chorus



[Second Verse: Ice Mike]

Straight out the W.B.

With out the thirty-eight, Mack-11 spittin`

Unexpected drive-by killin`

Rollin` backwards

Hittin` murderers

Swervin` around, killin` when I`m dumpin`

Stop it when I unlock it, see bodies droppin`

From the poppin`, to the pavement

Headstone engravements

Death is irreversable, let bustas take it personal

Workin`, makin` these paid hits

Can`t fade this

Killa in the process of bein` made bitch

Under the full moon, we locin` and smokin` niggas who think we jokin`

Brains hang with a proper bang that`s how I`m leavin` `em open

Bulletholes smokin` like hocus-pocus abracadabra

Five G`s, beheaded dead, that`s what I`m after nigga

Have you ever seen a muthafuckin` killa?



(J-Dawg) If you rebel, you catchin` shells all up inside ya nigga

(Ice Mike) Have you ever seen a muthafuckin` killa?



(J-Dawg)

Muthafucka better ride a train, or jump ship

When the shit get thick, niggas just don`t know that you all gonna die



Chorus



[Third Verse: J-Dawg]

Say dogg, nigga don`t trip when I`m off the fifth

It might cause me to click and then I go left

When I hit the block, it don`t stop,

but the main thing you need to watch is your step

Go catch the bullet and form the line, cuz you was invited to meet death

Cold over a breeze, hand over your keys

Damn nigga then you die with your keys wet

Regret fuckin` with a nigga like me, cuz I be the Son of Sam

You don`t understand?

You don`t disrespect no man with a fuckin` gun in his hand

Understand, the way I be layin` and prayin`, God, forgive me dogg

Sometimes I be talkin` and then I be wonderin`

is he too busy to hear when I call?

Slip and you fall, put a price up on his head

Nigga dead, you just don`t know

Got that infra-red to the back of his head

Nigga dead when he hit the floor

Bitch I`m both, the rapper slash backwards slash nigga with a gun

Killa tryin` to run?One gone come

With the funk and break him off some

No more sun



Chorus (2x)
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