Album Cover Recipe 4 A Murder

Recipe 4 A Murder

Willie D

4

featuring Sho

Verse 1: [Willie D]

Motherfuckers are dying

And getting buried in the cemetary

Cause they ass couldn't pass the preliminaries

That's when you mind your own

Stay in line and keep the fuck out of mine

Cause goddamn I ain't got it all

This year I'm a fuck off a whole lot of y'all

There was a body found in a lake

Butt naked, wrapped in duct tape

And the #1 suspect came from a broken home

That ain't been fixed yet

You got family, ah that's beautiful

I want to see them at your goddamn funeral

Along with your bitch and your friends

Cause I'm a view the body, and pop your ass again

No I'm not dick riding the chronic like the others

I'm just the wrong motherfucker

For a nigga to play with or say shit

Behind my back, cause nigga that's gay shit

I'll make a nigga drop his pants then buck him

Throw him in the ditch and let the dope fiends fuck him

I can't charge it to the game

Cause the game never paid Willie D a goddamn thing

I'm talking about a cold-blooded murder

You never heard of a recipe for a murder

Chorus:

Lay your guns down

You don't want to see me clown

One shot to your dome

Two shots, now you're gone

(2x)

Verse 2: [Sho]

Niggas I'm smooth

But watch me move on this groove

About niggas getting they ass misused

I'm a soldier, I don't start trouble see

But somehow man the shit just find me

Now take a nigga talking shit

Better yet he talking shit to me

Trying to impress one of his homies

A front for a bitch that I done already fucked

And to this day I can still get my dick suc