Snoop Dogg – Murder Music (ft. Busta Rhymes, Jadakiss & Benny The Butcher) (Audio, Lyrics)

Snoop Dogg resurfaces on a Nottz-produced “Murder Music” with Busta Rhymes, Jadakiss & Benny The Butcher. Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download.

Snoop Dogg Murder Music

There has been much talk about Snoop Dogg’s The Algorithm, and with the album’s release just two weeks away, we have another delivery from the Rap icon. Snoop has been fully embracing his new gig at Def Jam, a collective that he recently shared was his dream label even with Death Row, and he’s kicking things off with a project.

On Friday (November 5), Snoop dropped off “Murder Music,” a hard-hitting track that features bars from Jadakiss, Benny The Butcher, and Busta Rhymes. Fans were thrilled to hear this team of respected emcees together on a track and recently, Snoop spoke about what else people can expect from the record.

“Algorithm is a project I put together specifically on Def Jam Records to get some new artists, some established artists, and some friends of mine to make a damn good record to end this year off,” he told Complex. “You got Usher, Mary J. Blige, Fabolous, Dave East, Benny the Butcher, Jadakiss. Imagine all of the favors people owe me, right, and I never used ’em. And then I just said I’m finna make a record.”

Snoop Dogg – Murder Music (ft. Busta Rhymes, Jadakiss & Benny The Butcher) (prod. Nottz)

Lyrics

[Intro: Snoop Dogg & Benny The Butcher]
What it do, Loc? Yeah (Yeah)
We up in this motherfucker
On some murder murder, kill kill shit (Uh)
Yeah, (The Butcher comin’, nigga)
Some real hip-hop shit

[Verse 1: Benny The Butcher]
Yo, murder music just for this type of shit that could ban us
‘Cause this what they gon’ play when they wipe they prints off they hammers
I’m really like that, I ain’t just write this shit for the camera
I did in my city what Michael Vick did in Atlanta (Yeah)
Cash saved for insurance, them bad days was a force (Nah)
Still hood, roach clips and the ashtrays in my foreign (Haha)
In L.A., R&B bitch drunk with her hands around me
The night Swizz introduced me to Nas at a Grammy party (Uh-huh)
When my strip introduced me to hard, I had grams around me (No)
A star player never asks for the ball, they just playin’ around me
Niggas heard I took a shot, they was askin’ if I was good
I looked the shooter right in his eyes when that trigger got pulled
Huh

[Chorus: Snoop Dogg & Jadakiss]
Murder music, mur-murder music
Murder music, murder music (Yeah)
Yeah, murder music, murder music
Mur-murder music (Ha-ha)

[Verse 2: Jadakiss]
Yeah, some come through the water (Uh-huh)
Some come through the border (Uh)
Some of them get caught, but that’s dependin’ on the porter (Yup)
Old niggas hidin’, young niggas slidin’ (Ughn)
I’m bein’ a man just protectin’ and providin’
My only concern is if it cooked right (That’s it)
My chain yellow way the diamonds set up, it make it look white (Ooh)
Kill you for nothin’ ’cause they petty (Uh)
Cuttin’ the dog food with the feti (Yup)
Ain’t young but they ready (They ready)
No crowd, I get my applause off the beat
I’m a boss so I make sure all of us eat (All of us)
Say, a couple funerals’ll bring a war to a cease
And remember, it ain’t no reward for the streets
This is not normal (Nah) dickey suit is how we dress formal (Yeah)
The way I’m ridin’ these tracks like a porno (Woo)
A’ight then, what’s up then? (What’s up?) I’m bustin’
Every control substance I touched it, I know it’s disgustin’ (Agh)
I’m just stackin’, call me El Guapo (Uh-huh)
And I bet you never had a brick from El Chapo (Never)
Tuesday, I just play the crib and make tacos (Woo)
A lot of niggas frontin’ like they nice, but they not though
Y’all spoke that up, now soak that up (Soak that up)
They done pulled my coat, nigga, the GOAT got up, what’s up?

[Chorus: Snoop Dogg & Busta Rhymes]
Murder music, mur-murder music
Murder music, murder music
Yeah, murder music
Murder music, mur-murder music
Yeah, murder music
Murder music, mur-murder music
Yeah, murder music
Murder music, (Yo) mur-murder music

[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]
I only got time to murder shit, I bang
And I’m deaf in both ears (Uh-huh)
When I’m makin’ niggas black
And rip couches and throw cheers (Uh-huh)
At times I be unleashin’ the wrath that most fear (Uh-huh)
I don’t discriminate, I even bodied close peers
See I’m suggestin’ most you niggas should get to steppin’ to the rear (Uh huh)
To fuck with most, you niggas’ll talk, I don’t care (Uh-uh)
If you don’t reppin’ right, you shouldn’t come around here (Oh no)
I’m just one level up, make sure a nigga sound clear
They wanna stop, they wanna steer (They do)
They hate that I’m the best and it’s greatness in the flesh and it’s pointless to compare
You need to scribe this jewelry I write to save this shit on a server (Uh-huh)
And type the way that I speak for movin’ space on a cursor
I’m not an advocate for violence, but push me, I’ma push it further
The script, hand on my hips, squeezin’ the grip a little firmer
These dumb niggas don’t realize that it’s better to be a learner
(Stupid ni-)
When you don’t is when you get the feelin’ of burner
Shut the fuck up, it’s better to be watchers, listeners, and observers
‘Cause if you not, you’ll fuck around, that’s how niggas like you get murdered

[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
Murder music, mur-murder music
Murder music, murder music
Yeah, murder music
Murder music, mur-murder music
Yeah, murder music
Murder music, mur-murder music
Yeah, murder music
Murder music, mur-murder music

[Outro]
Murder was the case, the-the, the case
The case was murder