CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Murda She Wrote
Murder, murder, m-m murder murder
That's what she wrote
Harlem little diva
Cruise the streets in the Ghost
I got the butter leather seats
Bonita's grippin' the toast
Imma squeeze it like a kegel
n***as pu**y for sure
Murder, murder, m-m murder murder
That's what she wrote
Everyday these n***as f**king with me, think I'm a joke
'Til Chiquita pull banana clips up out the cloak
Imma bust these n***as top off like a bottle of Moet
Murder, murder, m-m murder murder
That's what she wrote
Chickens cluckin', n***as duckin'
These n***as don't want that smoke
Papi chulo got them kilos
Them kilos up in the boat
La Femme Nikita, got the Eagle
The leather blue
Murder, murder, m-m murder murder
That's what she wrote
Murder, murder, m-m murder murder
That's what she wrote
n***as be b*t*hes but don't got no b*t*hes as vicious
How you lovin' these n***as?
Suspicious with feminine wristses
What's the interest with n***as
With pendants with diamonds up in them?
stuntin' them gimmicks
n***as be faking that image
Murder, murder, m-m murder murder
That's what she wrote
Got these n***as, n***as f**king trannies up in the low
Talking money but when you asking they gotta go
n***as think it's funny, but I see that they switchin' codes
Y'all n***as b*t*hes, y'all shimmer just like some pearls
I could tell y'all n***as b*t*hes, y'all tryna be like them girls
I can see these n***as pu**y they wet up in-in they curl
Check the records I been that girl
Got the heat up on the fever
Feel the flames see the smoke
From the ashes like a phoenix
Watch me rise I'm the pope
You little ashy b*t*hes gassed up but can't f**k with the G.O.A.T
Throw up my strikes like some Adidas
I battle demons
I'm Xena with the sword I slice these n***as
Chicago Deep Dish, and eat them
Grind these n***as into sausage, they pepperoni, chorizo
Jeffrey Dahmer wit' your comma
I feed you back to your momma
Murder, that's what she wrote n***a
Suck a d**k n***a, choke n***a
That's what she wrote
Harlem little diva
Cruise the streets in the Ghost
I got the butter leather seats
Bonita's grippin' the toast
Imma squeeze it like a kegel
n***as pu**y for sure
Murder, murder, m-m murder murder
That's what she wrote
Everyday these n***as f**king with me, think I'm a joke
'Til Chiquita pull banana clips up out the cloak
Imma bust these n***as top off like a bottle of Moet
Murder, murder, m-m murder murder
That's what she wrote
Chickens cluckin', n***as duckin'
These n***as don't want that smoke
Papi chulo got them kilos
Them kilos up in the boat
La Femme Nikita, got the Eagle
The leather blue
Murder, murder, m-m murder murder
That's what she wrote
Murder, murder, m-m murder murder
That's what she wrote
n***as be b*t*hes but don't got no b*t*hes as vicious
How you lovin' these n***as?
Suspicious with feminine wristses
What's the interest with n***as
With pendants with diamonds up in them?
stuntin' them gimmicks
n***as be faking that image
Murder, murder, m-m murder murder
That's what she wrote
Got these n***as, n***as f**king trannies up in the low
Talking money but when you asking they gotta go
n***as think it's funny, but I see that they switchin' codes
Y'all n***as b*t*hes, y'all shimmer just like some pearls
I could tell y'all n***as b*t*hes, y'all tryna be like them girls
I can see these n***as pu**y they wet up in-in they curl
Check the records I been that girl
Got the heat up on the fever
Feel the flames see the smoke
From the ashes like a phoenix
Watch me rise I'm the pope
You little ashy b*t*hes gassed up but can't f**k with the G.O.A.T
Throw up my strikes like some Adidas
I battle demons
I'm Xena with the sword I slice these n***as
Chicago Deep Dish, and eat them
Grind these n***as into sausage, they pepperoni, chorizo
Jeffrey Dahmer wit' your comma
I feed you back to your momma
Murder, that's what she wrote n***a
Suck a d**k n***a, choke n***a
