Prelude To A Murdah
[Intro]
-God damn, what's wrong with this motherfucka?
-Piece of shit
-Hell yeah there go my mothafucka dawg
I know about this mothafucka Joe
I'm tellin' ya dawg
This mothafuck... ooh
Ooh "here it comes mothafucka dyin hard"
Ooh nigga that's face's
Ooh Joe that shit is jammin' dawg
You gotta hook me up one of them tracks boy
Hell yeah
Hell yeah
God damn "rollin' ten deep and shove this shoe up in yo shit"
Hoo hoo
Your shit just could be as fat as that
Hell yeah! Shit...
Damn man
Pass me the joint nigga! Huh?
Pass me the joint! Nigga here!
Shit, nigga, you got, you got that swisher
Hell yeah ah ait, here you go, damn
Damn Joe, look at these mofuckas behind us dawg
Ooh look at that bitch
Nigga fuck that bitch they fin' to shoot
They fin' to shoot nigga I got 'em I got 'em
[Verse 1: DMG]
The sound as his gunshots blast wake me up through the night wait
Damn fool I think these niggas came to retaliate
Yo, 'cause just the other night I let gats pop
And now I guess they comin' for revenge with they gats cocked
Huh, until I'm in the midst of a mental daze
With thoughts of the evil I commited back in my younger days
Like pullin' jacks and fuckin' niggas up
For the moments I experienced doin' shit now what the mothafuck
Sometimes I feel alone 'cause I know what nigga's wanna do
And now I'm feelin' deep I'ma run up on it
Dig it? So then I grab my Glock and my Glock clips
With sixteen shots I think I'm ready for this fuck shit
Pull back my curtain, makin' certain everything look cool
Put out my lights then made a dash for the black coupe
Huh but still I felt a murda comin' turn the key in my ignition
Then I was off like off then runnin'
But then they came I hit the lights
'Cause all I keep seein' is mothafuckas lookin' funny
And wearin' shit alike I feel they on my ass mate
So I'ma show these mothafuckas not to take a  nigga fast mate
Never good at runnin'  blocks, so I walk wit' a limp
Not a pimp, not a simp, but that gangsta shit
And now the moment has come for me to let it go
Mass murda by reason of some niggas and blooded ho's
Big Chief cut 'em off at the stop light
Blood squirtin' like Big Chief done took the niggas life
I heard him screamin' like a bitch and that sounds quite nice
Because I swear this mothafucka need his ass kicked
You beat him down and that's great, cool
I'm tired of these mothafuckin' niggas stroll in my hood like they own it fool
I'm squashin' niggas like a hamburger
D-M to the mothafuckin' G and this a prelude to a murda
[Interlude]
Yeah, nigga that's some real mothafuckin' shit
Ay Cozy K from the O-A-K, won't you bust some shit for me nigga?

[Verse 2: Cozy K]
Late nights on the spot is where a nigga hang
Done got my shit out 'cause I'm ready for some instant bang
Dead mothafuckas try to flex and play a nigga out
Try to fuck me, try to ride on a niggas house
But I'm straight, mailtight, layin' in the fuckin' cut
Nine millimeter pointin' at these niggas guts
Ready for the fonk, while these niggas slippin' and slidin'
Sippin' on the Gin, waitin' for the right timin'
They shouldn't of never ever crossed a nigga like the Coz
I thought they knew that Cozy K would fold a fuckin' ho
They straight took it and they thinkin' that the shit is squashed
It ain't over until them mothafuckas washed
I feel an itchy for the trigger, tonight is the night
I got my buzz on but my plan is still tight
Creepin' low in the dark with my pistoleum
Got it cocked, now it's time for the big score on'um
It's like a dream I popped up and told 'em break yourselves
I want yo' cash before I take yo' ass off the shelf
Duck in they pockets got the paper then buck, buck
Twice in they skull now that's two niggas straight struck
Bounced in the Chev' and I'm squattin' off through the Oaktown
Ditchin' all the feds can't afford a fuckin' shake down
So I went to the house befo' I got further
Cozy K done fucked them niggas in a prelude to a murder
[Outro]
Yeah nigga that's some real mothafuckin' shit you know what I'm sayin?
That's some real mothafuckin' shit
No witnesses, no mothafuckin' crime
Prelude to a murder