MR. MARCELO - Redrum lyrics

rate me

(feat. Popeye)

[talking]

The brick level (you know how we do it)

Be quiet nigga (naw I'm saying)

(real niggas, linked up) Callio', Nolia

(the brick level, ha feel that) murder

[Hook x4]

Murder us now, don't save us for later

If we come back, it's with them gats

And we gon search the equator, whodi

[Mr. Marcelo]

As danger approaches, fake niggas scatter like roaches

But I roll with them Tuff Guys, so we coming like vaulters

Packing them torches, connects from Cali to Moss

I get your ass knocked off, and it won't even cost me

All for the love, my thugs be busting them slugs

Ghetto nigga brick level, leave your face in the mud

Chunking what's up, we real niggas straight from the 'jects

Put some niggas on a jet, and have em wet up your set

Show em my tech, man I heard you had a vest on

All shot that hit your block, went through your teflon

If you're there you catch one, so guard your hat

If not and I miss, nigga I'll be back

Believe that, cause can't nothing stop us dog

This the Nolia and the Yo, and we above the law

When them two projects hook up, we like terrorists

So when you fuck with brick, you in some serious shit nigga

[Hook x4]

[Popeye]

I got the right to get my route, surround the violent projects

So give me my 'spect, holding position for you be twisted getting dissect

From my tech, or will tell me they got a hard head

Open leave you in broad dead, listen to what the Lord said

Thou shalt not kill, but only hear us niggas live on fire

And take what's yours of course, we never give on

Whoop on a fiend, maybe was short and trying to run game

But what the fuck, cause nigga they money is how the fun came

You son lame, to kidnap my hoe and trail her to you

Testing a nigga nuts, trying to see what cell I go through

But yo fuck that hoe the shit could be soft, by me and you

Big man calling the shots, I bet you be fleeing too

If you came through the cut though by seconds, to let you ride fast

Here go on through this eye class, lay down with your tied ass

A ripped up system, I only missed him but twice

Murder done took him over, left him shaken like dice nigga

[Hook x4]

[talking]

See, it's just like shots keep blasting

When my bullets come, them bitches keep mashing

Who is you asking, I'm the motherfucking main attraction

And I'm bout that action, my money is stacking

Fake ass niggas is talking, but lacking

Nigga you got the trigga finger itching

But I'ma have your fucking mama wishing, that you never crossed me

[Hook]