Murder Was the Case movie

Murder Was the Case movie - Dollaz + Sense lyrics

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Song by DJ Quik<br /><br>

Mmm<br>

Now let's get down to business, bitches<br>

Cause it seems like y'all just keep on tryin to diss this<br>

Nigga that you know that's been down for years<br>

I've clowned for years, and y'all could never fade my peers<br>

One two three four five six seven<br>

Nine, ten, Eiht you can't win<br>

Cause all the way around nigga I gets respect<br>

and youse a nigga that can't even get no props in your set<br>

Tragniew Park you say huh<br>

Wanna be rippin, but now it's time to do some set trippin<br>

So listen close, cause I don't want y'all to miss<br>

That I'm bout to break it down for this bitch, check it<br>

Acacia, Poplar Maple Spruce Cedar Elm<br>

Westside trees sprayin all the fleas<br>

that's from the three and four hundred block P-Funk riders<br>

(So niggaz watch yo' ass at that center divider [gun blast])<br>

Now Aaron Tyler, tell my why you seem so tame<br>

When I caught you at the airport, shakin like a crap game<br>

You looked up and you seen my niggaz comin<br>

And you looked like your bitch ass was bout to start runnin<br>

But all I wanted to do was kick a little coversation (yo whatup)<br>

And see if we can fix this little situation<br>

But would I fuck you up was what you wondered<br>

Yeah, that's probably why you changed your little pager number (punk ass)<br>

But bitches like you don't grow<br>

You can't even look me in my eye, let alone go toe to toe<br>

And callin me skinny, youse a clown<br>

I'ma call you Theo, cause you weigh ninety-two point three pounds<br>

Wack ass actor, movie script killer<br>

Fool don't you know, Quik is still the nigga<br>

Compton psycho, boy you oughta quit<br>

Your records don't hit, and bitches don't jock your shit<br>

You need to stay down you Compton clown<br>

and get off of the nuts of the niggaz with guts<br>

Because I'm down with the Trees, I'm down with Death Row<br>

I'm down with Black Tone, and I'm down with the fo'<br>

So when we cross paths and I hope that's soon<br>

I'ma boot your motherfuckin ass to the moon<br>

You need to quit bangin under false pretense<br>

Cause if don't make dollars, it don't make sense<br>

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[chorus]<br>

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If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense<br>

So don't kill game, let the pimpin commence<br>

If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense<br>

So don't kill game, let the people, commence<br>

If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense<br>

So don't kill game, let the pimpin commence<br>

If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense<br>

Because you gotta give it up to the crown prince<br>

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Now I'ma swing it to the right and, right into the left hand<br>

Take a deep breath and, cook it like a chef and<br>

this is dedicated to the C-P-T<br>

No better yet T-T-P, or the niggaz that look up to me<br>

I make it my business, to be that true forever<br>

and whenever I can come clever well that's my endeavor<br>

so whether or not you understand, that there's only one DJ Q-U-I-K<br>

with no C still you can't be me<br>

Because I'm floatin in my Lex and, depositin fat checks and<br>

gettin mad sex while I floss the NSX and<br>

doin what I wanna, and youse a goner nigga<br>

for thinkin that you can catch me slippin on a street corner<br>

Remember Compton's in the house, and Quik is in the hood<br>

Sippin yak with all my niggaz cause it's tooted good<br>

So don't knock it til you try it, cause Eiht he tried to knock it<br>

But he's still walkin round with my nuts in his pocket (beyotch)<br>

So put tha P in it represent and sip that Miller<br>

And for those of y'all concerned, this is still Eiht Killa [gun blast]<br>

Let me take a load off my scrotum little pest<br>

If it don't make dollers nigga, you know the rest<br>

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[chorus]<br>

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Now I done sold my fuckin soul to the shit that I kick<br>

While you groupie ass niggaz keep on ridin the dick<br>

You oughta know that DJ Quik ain't your average everyday motherfucker<br>

(hah) Slick like a snake cause I stuck ya<br>

Now, I never had my dick sucked by a man befo'<br>

But you gon be the first you little trick ass hoe<br>

Then you can tell me just how it taste<br>

But before I nut I shoot some piss in your face<br>

you fuckin coward, tremblin like a nervous wreck<br>

Cause when I caught your ass, you put yourself in check<br>

And when you left my presence, you left expedient<br>

You ain't no fuckin killer, youse a comedian, beyotch<br>

Tell me why you act so scary<br>

Givin your set a bad name wit your misspelled name<br>

E-I-H-T, now should I continue<br>

Yeah you left out the G cause the G ain't in you<br>

Remember that time you was rollin on the Westside<br>

And a little brown bucket pulled up on your side<br>

Caught at that light in your Camry in the midst of a<br>

REAL killer, tell me did you feel a little nervous (hell yeah)<br>

You was in the shadow of death<br>

With two trey-five-sevens pointed at your chest, hmm<br>

Whatchu gon do, where was your niggaz that kill at<br>

You ain't got no killers so kill dat<br>

Holdin up your hands and beggin for a pass<br>

You lucky they didn't just to get to dumpin on yo' ass<br>

Cause this game you think is funny is some real shit<br>

So you need to be more careful who you fuckin wit, beyotch!<br>

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[chorus]<br>

[line 4] I'm through playin with your punk ass<br>

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Shouts goes out, to my well known road dog<br>

What's up Dozun Tru, they don't understand it baby<br>

they can't fade us out here on these Compton streets (beyotch)<br>

It's bigger than they can imagine<br>

To the whole entire Death Row family<br>

Both sides, whassup niggaz<br>

And my nigga big Suge, known for keepin shit poppin<br>

To my nigga Big J, my little nigga Hi-C, little straight G<br>

And that little singin ass nigga Danny Boy<br>

Y'all don't understand, y'all can't fade this<br>

I'M the first nigga that was "Bangin on Wax"<br>

Yeah if you remember, nineteen eighty-seven underground tapes<br>

And it don't stop, and it won't stop<br>

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