Murder In The First (Remastered)

Lyrics

[Intro: Mac T-Dog & Killa-C] Murder in the first degree Murder  in the first degree Madman  killer on the run with the gun, G [Verse 1: Mac T Dog & Killa-C] Midnight time, time to do a crime on a sissy bitch I got the TEC-9 in my hand, now you know Lil' T Dog finna click Clicked  up on the trick, I got the chicken in my brain cell Blow  a nigga ass off and send that sissy ho to hell Glock in my motherfuckin' hand finna spray a bitch Knock  his head off, kickin' it with my nigga down on McLemore Pimpin' nigga on the for real-ah, bitch, don't step too wrong, bitch Cross my motherfuckin' path, watch your punk-ass be in a fuckin' ditch Murder in the first degree for you hoes wanna violate You  can't run you sissy bitch 'cause I creep like a fuckin' snake 5-0 on my ass, gotta get away, G Fuck this shit, I never go to jail for murder in the first degree [Verse 2: Killa-C & Mac T Dog & Killa-C] One time tryna do a creep up on the Killa-C Thought they figured that a nigga did a murder in the first degree I ain't goin, got a bitch doin', fuck turn myself in to the feds Got a sign, dead or alive, I guess they gon have to take me dead Then I heard a knock up at the door, my mind was gone jone Better make yourself known or I'm gonna pop this chrome It's my nigga Mac T, what's up, have you heard, G Word on the other side that I did a homicide Mane, I'm havin' flashbacks Did you pop 'em with the Gat? All I 'member that I had the Glock and standin' on the track Did you do it? I don't know, eyes so blinked, probably so But I know a nigga on the run from the 5-0 Packin' my chrome by my dick, jump in the chevy, ballin' quick Gotta get about my killin' 'cause I need some cash, trick Spot a nigga on the track should I rob him all I can? He tryna get his ass in, I might as well rob a bank Run in the bank wit the MAC, stuck it up and got the cash Jumped into the chevy fast, Mac T Dog punched the gas He ain't shit to me because I'm down about my killin', G Don't fuck with C, I'm down for the murder in the first degree [Verse 3: Tommy Wright III] I gotta take a chance, I can't my frustration in Watchin' and scopin' them high cappin' niggas with cheese that be sellin' Ki's Niggas be sellin' and dealin', mane, I just be plottin' a stang up on on their ass Lookin' for niggas with crispy bills but if they ain't crips I shoot to kill Comin' and flippin' then whoopin', then scrappin', I'm dumpin' you bitches off into the ditch Niggas be talkin' 'bout Tommy Wright but them hoes be scared, put up a fight Steppin' up outta the car with the chrome tone by my side C to the back, jumped out with the Gat, drop off your wallet, get back in the ride Ballin' out to the crib, rollin' my papers, smokin' up on the dank Tapin' my shade, ride to the bank lookin' for another them niggas to gank Steppin' up outta the car, mane, these niggas they can't see me, G Let's creep on they ass, I got the TEC, it's in the first degree [Outro: Mac T-Dog & Killa-C] Murder in the first degree Murder in the first degree Madman killer on the run with the gun, G