Lyric Redrum
[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)~
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)~
