Murder Murder Kill Kill - Mac

featuring Mystikal 

4x: Mmm Mmmmmm 

[Mac] 
Soldier rag on my eye  soldier fit on my frame 
I scream  "Whoa" when I come through makin that MAC 11 sang 
If I'm dyin bad  don't tell my folks  I wasn't no joke when I blasted 
Wrap me up in camoflauge  and put that tank on my casket 
That nigga was hip hop  that nigga was gangsta 
That nigga was tall  that nigga was slim 
That nigga was shell shocked  you wouldn't want fuck with him 
I hung with killas, I hung with soldiers, I hung with Gs 
I hung with thugs, I hung with them niggas who probably wanted to murder 
me 
Fuckas, I cross my heart and pull the trigger 
Dear God if I die, let me see the eyes of my killa, so I can haunt that 
nigga 
Poppa shot me through the rubber 
He knew that I would be a young bad muthafucka 
When I 

Chorus (2x): Murder, murder (murder, murder) 
Kill, kill (kill, kill) 
Shit's real (shit's real) 
On the battlefield (on the battlefield) 

[Mystikal] 
I said I'm sick and tired of tellin you niggas I'm not that nigga to 
play with 
They thinkin that they can tell me whatever they want and I ain't gon 
say shit 
I guess I'm supposed to be lettin you call me bitches and hoes to my 
face 
Just look at ya, let ya fuck over me, ignore ya, then go by my way 
Cut it out, stop that, unless ya got that feelin 
However, wherever, whenever ya ready, I'm that nigga 
You said, "Fuck No Limit" then the next thing you heard was (*@$#%) 
"Ow!" 
That was me whippin the fuck out that bitch in the ?Waffle House? 
Look at you now, I'm warnin you nigga wherever you fuck up right there 
I'm shuttin you down, I'm tellin you i