Lirik Lagu Murder Music - Snoop Dogg, Jadakiss, & Busta Rhymes

JAKARTA, KOMPAS.com - Rapper ternama Snoop Dogg telah merilis singel terbaru hasil kolaborasinya dengan Jadakiss dan Busta Rhymes yang berjudul "Murder Music".

Dia merilis video audio "Murder Music" di YouTube pada 4 November 2021.

Sesuai judulnya, trek tersebut diselimuti nuansa horor dan gelap.

Baca juga: Snoop Dogg Bocorkan Kolaborasinya dengan Eminem

Simak lirik lagu "Murder Music" berikut ini.

[Intro]
What it do, Loc? Yeah (Yeah)
We up in this motherfucker
On some murder murder, kill kill shit (Uh)
Yeah, (The Butcher comin', nigga)
Some real hip-hop shit

[Verse 1]
Yo, murder music just for this type of shit that could ban us
'Cause this what they gon' play when they wipe they prints off they hammers
I'm really like that, I ain't just write this shit for the camera
I did in my city what Michael Vick did in Atlanta (Yeah)
Cash saved for insurance, them bad days was a force (Nah)
Still hood, roach clips and the ashtrays in my foreign (Haha)
In L.A., R&B bitch drunk with her hands around me
The night Swizz introduced me to Nas at a Grammy party (Uh-huh)
When my strip introduc?d me to hard, I had grams around me (No)
A star player n?ver asks for the ball, they just playin' around me
Niggas heard I took a shot, they was askin' if I was good
I looked the shooter right in his eyes when that trigger got pulled
Huh

[Chorus]
Murder music, mur-murder music
Murder music, murder music (Yeah)
Yeah, murder music, murder music
Mur-murder music (Ha-ha)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, some come through the water (Uh-huh)
Some come through the border (Uh)
Some of them get caught, but that's dependin' on the porter (Yup)
Old niggas hidin', young niggas slidin' (Ughn)
I'm bein' a man just protectin' and providin'
My only concern is if it cooked right (That's it)
My chain yellow way the diamonds set up, it make it look white (Ooh)
Kill you for nothin' 'cause they petty (Uh)
Cuttin' the dog food with the feti (Yup)
Ain't young but they ready (They ready)
No crowd, I get my applause off the beat
I'm a boss so I make sure all of us eat (All of us)
Say, a couple funerals'll bring a war to a cease
And remember, it ain't no reward for the streets
This is not normal (Nah) dickey suit is how we dress formal (Yeah)
The way I'm ridin' these tracks like a porno (Woo)
A'ight then, what's up then? (What's up?) I'm bustin'
Every control substance I touched it, I know it's disgustin' (Agh)
I'm just stackin', call me El Guapo (Uh-huh)
And I bet you never had a brick from El Chapo (Never)
Tuesday, I just play the crib and make tacos (Woo)
A lot of niggas frontin' like they nice, but they not though
Y'all spoke that up, now soak that up (Soak that up)
They done pulled my coat, nigga, the GOAT got up, what's up?

[Chorus]
Murder music, mur-murder music
Murder music, murder music
Yeah, murder music
Murder music, mur-murder music
Yeah, murder music
Murder music, mur-murder music
Yeah, murder music
Murder music, (Yo) mur-murder music

[Verse 3]
I only got time to murder shit, I bang
And I'm deaf in both ears (Uh-huh)
When I'm makin' niggas black
And rip couches and throw cheers (Uh-huh)
At times I be unleashin' the wrath that most fear (Uh-huh)
I don't discriminate, I even bodied close peers
See I'm suggestin' most you niggas should get to steppin' to the rear (Uh huh)
To fuck with most, you niggas'll talk, I don't care (Uh-uh)
If you don't reppin' right, you shouldn't come around here (Oh no)
Adjust one level up, make sure a nigga sound clear
They wanna stop, they wanna steer (They do)
They hate that I'm the best and it's greatness in the flesh and it's pointless to compare
You need to scribe this jewelry I write to save this shit on a server (Uh-huh)
And type the way that I speak for movin' space on a cursor
I'm not an advocate for violence, but push me, I'ma push it further
The script, hand on my hips, squeezin' the grip a little firmer
These dumb niggas don't realize that it's better to be a learner
(Stupid ni-)
When you don't is when you get the feelin' of burner
Shut the fuck up, it's better to be watchers, listeners, and observers
'Cause if you not, you'll fuck around, that's how niggas like you get murdered

[Chorus]
Murder music, mur-murder music
Murder music, murder music
Yeah, murder music
Murder music, mur-murder music
Yeah, murder music
Murder music, mur-murder music
Yeah, murder music
Murder music, mur-murder music

[Outro]
Murder was the case, the-the, the case
The case was murder