Redrum Lyrics

Redrum lyrics

[Featuring Spice 1]
Celly Cel:
Murder One Motherfuckrs Call it
Redrum
doin niggaz in and let them shells pile up
from dumpin on these
niggas in my motherfuckin face
I breaks em off a taste of that Ciggety Cel
and Spice..
Spice 1:
Gettin' it on like Marvin Gaye I'll meet you by the
motherfuckin dock
of the
East Bay [blew]
Kill em off like this ba da
ba ba ba bye
them slugs couldnt spill me them niggaz shoulda killed
me..
Now I wanna know who they are,
when I put some slugs in them niggaz
kill em off in they car..
Celly Cel:
You see, they cant fuck around with
niggas whos so quick to blast,
so quick to put these slugs up in your
ass
They be a hundred miles and runnin when they see me comin,
bringin
more funk than the pussy on a yeast infected woman
So kick the flow,
you
see a nigga stompin with that 'H' on my back
choppin these fools in half
with my Mack
Spice 1:
Mass motherfuckin murder they aint
breathin',
that niggas wheezin,
hot slugs got him freezin'
Coughin and
he's soundin like he got a cold,
but hes chokin off that Redrum, whole fuckin
body numb..
~Chorus~:
Redrum leave your body numb, blast
dum-da-dum-dum
Retalliation is a must where im from..
Redrum leave your
body numb blast dum-da-dum-dum
drinkin Redrum cause I'm 187
proof....
Repeat Chorus
Spice 1
[Blaaaw]
Murder in the first and
shit,
beat a nigga dead body with the pistol grip, playa..
Sp-Spice 1
often shoots, kickin knocked out niggas in the head with
boots
I got my
motha fuckin choppa, pop a cap, in your ass cause you cant
stop
a
psychopathic motherfuckin nut,
snatch all your fuckin guts,
leave
your ass in a ditch all opened up..
Kickin' the tales of the niggaz who got
crept on,
blow out his fuckin brains, cause i was slept on..
Celly
Cel:
Now I'm posted with a chopper in my coat full of Hennesey,
fixin' to
let my 40 spit out thirty-two when I see,
these niggas that wanna test a
playa swingin' from my nuts,
pull my mighty Mack and let the street sweeper
sweep him up..
The only thing I leave behind is casings on the
ground,
Lookin for the snitches on the block so I can buck em down..
I
gets my Clown with every round that I let fly,
trigger happy niggy in the
hood, die nigga die
funk for life, when they smoke me that's when I'm
done,
so take a sip of this Red motherfuckin'
Rum....
~Chorus(2x)~
Celly Cel:
Call me the Undertaker, call me the
casket closer,
fillin niggas up with lead like they fill Shwisher's up with
doja,
at the graveyard countin' the bodies I left in the mud,
I break em
off, ain't nothin but buckin' till they spittin blood,
but niggas dont feel
me,
they wanna kill me but these fools dont know me,
I rolls them like a
blunt, fill em with slugs and bury them slowly
Infrared beam gleam, he's
dead on the scene,
shot in the spleen,
got two in the chest he's off the
scene,
Its C-Celly Cel and Spice 1 sp-splittin wigs,
its murderin' so
some of that Redrum come take a swig.
[Blaaaw]
Spice 1:
These
motherfuckin nuts if you wanna murder me
harder to kill than your average
motherfuckin 'G'
put a cap up in that ass,
nigga with a gat thats quick
to blast,
raisin up outta the funkwith a chrome four four and a black ski
mask,
killin for the cash, mobbin' that ass,
when so many of these gang
buckshots shatter my glass,
mashed on the block and I kept on
bustin'
Gotta let them know I'm not no Midnarc
Put it up in
Piznark
And let my A.K. Biznark
Beitchh!
Killin off niggas in the
diznark
You ever seen what a bullet can do to flesh
just call me Messy
Marvin, leaves a mess...
~Chorus(4x)~