CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Murda Man*
Lyrics From Snippet
(It’s Lil Neil on the track, so you know the beat retar-)
We gon’ pull up with the mop sticks, yeah
Whatchu’ on, n***a? It’s YoungBoy
I heard them n***as say they want murder
B*t*h, you know we be on that, you heard me?
Free all my n***as out that cell
All of us got a hat n***a, yea
B*t*h a** boy, n***a
You gon' lay in your grave just like the other
Gang
All I know is straight murda, n***a
NBA, know you heard of, n***a
N***a let me know if you wan' bang wit' me
Finna kill your a**, it's urgent n***a
Cut throat, I'm a dirty n***a
Do that boy a** dirty n***a
Ridin' round wit' this 30 n***a
Came through and I was swervin' n***a
Play, I'ma knock your top off
One, I'ma get you knocked off
These pu**y a** n***as be throwin' slangs
I shoot, you better not cop out
This draco blow the curb out
This .40 gon' blow out the engine
Thеy blow, I done et the word out
Complimеnts, this from The Dada n***a
I'm the f**kin' murda man
I'm the reason that he dead
I'm the one who slumped your man
And killed the other from that playin' b*t*h
B*t*h, now who want smoke?
Thought it was him, it was his b*t*h
Let me tell you how that go
I'm the f**kin' murda man (Murder, murder)
We knocked him off soon as he land
Tell the police kiss my a** (Murder, murder)
Got my Glock, tucked right down in my pants (Murder, murder)
N***a, you can go to playin', put that 30 on your a** (Murder, murder)
N***a, now you want smoke?
That rapper, he a' ask you, what you doin?
Yeah that b*t*h a** n***a know I run wit' all these killers
They too influenced, mans snuck who? yea b*t*h, I blew it
In front the police, f**k the units
When it's up don't talk, let's do it
Make one move and I'ma shoot it
Pull on side me, get the 30, pop it
Drive fast, I can't let 'em stop me
Out the window, n***a slangin' that rocket
Make sure you aimin' at that n***a noggin
Got a hundred sum' grand in my pocket
Got diamonds on me beatin' like they Rocky
Got crip b*t*hes gettin' out they body
Real right, real blood, I'm ridin'
I take a three and connect it to four
Slicin' the half in the back, like a roll
From shootin' to fightin', you know that we roll
I'm a 38 baby, the life that I chose
Got a real b*t*h, I fell back from them hoes
Hot up in this b*t*h, but my chain on froze
Northside, they was slangin' them poles
Last night, ask me how do I know
50 shots jumpin' out of the glizzy
Ben say the b*t*h was jumpin' them fences
Spin again for to see if you get 'em
One more go around, if you catch 'em you zip 'em
I'm a made n***a, and you see how I'm livin'
Respect for Dej, keep her out of my business
I'm a thug n***a wit' too many feelings
I go lay on side her while I'm pullin' the killin'
In a drop top, candy paint, wit' them thangs
Like a old head, I got [?]
Where the white walls and the speakers bang
All them cars behind me, that be that gang
Get the drop, we pull up and see
In the yard, even in the street
Flame last thing he gon' see
Tell them other pu**y n***as they can't sleep
Tell them n***as that I'm still thuggin'
One body, two body, three
On instagram you can talk that sh*t
You gon' be the fourth n***a, watch and see
I ain't on all that, exposin' hoes
Lame sh*t, that ain't how it go
You make it hard for her to trust
And the real n***as who gon' hold it down
But guess what?
I'm the f**kin' murda man
I'm the reason that he dead
I'm the one who slumped your man
And killed the other from that playin' b*t*h
B*t*h, now who want smoke?
Thought it was him, it was his b*t*h
Let me tell you how that go
I'm the f**kin' murda man (Murder, murder)
We knocked him off soon as he land
Tell the police kiss my a** (Murder, murder)
Got my Glock, tucked right down in my pants (Murder, murder)
N***a, you can go to playin', put that 30 on your a** (Murder, murder)
Oh now you want smoke? (Who?)
N***a, you want smoke?
(It’s Lil Neil on the track, so you know the beat retar-)
We gon’ pull up with the mop sticks, yeah
Whatchu’ on, n***a? It’s YoungBoy
I heard them n***as say they want murder
B*t*h, you know we be on that, you heard me?
Free all my n***as out that cell
All of us got a hat n***a, yea
B*t*h a** boy, n***a
You gon' lay in your grave just like the other
Gang
All I know is straight murda, n***a
NBA, know you heard of, n***a
N***a let me know if you wan' bang wit' me
Finna kill your a**, it's urgent n***a
Cut throat, I'm a dirty n***a
Do that boy a** dirty n***a
Ridin' round wit' this 30 n***a
Came through and I was swervin' n***a
Play, I'ma knock your top off
One, I'ma get you knocked off
These pu**y a** n***as be throwin' slangs
I shoot, you better not cop out
This draco blow the curb out
This .40 gon' blow out the engine
Thеy blow, I done et the word out
Complimеnts, this from The Dada n***a
I'm the f**kin' murda man
I'm the reason that he dead
I'm the one who slumped your man
And killed the other from that playin' b*t*h
B*t*h, now who want smoke?
Thought it was him, it was his b*t*h
Let me tell you how that go
I'm the f**kin' murda man (Murder, murder)
We knocked him off soon as he land
Tell the police kiss my a** (Murder, murder)
Got my Glock, tucked right down in my pants (Murder, murder)
N***a, you can go to playin', put that 30 on your a** (Murder, murder)
N***a, now you want smoke?
That rapper, he a' ask you, what you doin?
Yeah that b*t*h a** n***a know I run wit' all these killers
They too influenced, mans snuck who? yea b*t*h, I blew it
In front the police, f**k the units
When it's up don't talk, let's do it
Make one move and I'ma shoot it
Pull on side me, get the 30, pop it
Drive fast, I can't let 'em stop me
Out the window, n***a slangin' that rocket
Make sure you aimin' at that n***a noggin
Got a hundred sum' grand in my pocket
Got diamonds on me beatin' like they Rocky
Got crip b*t*hes gettin' out they body
Real right, real blood, I'm ridin'
I take a three and connect it to four
Slicin' the half in the back, like a roll
From shootin' to fightin', you know that we roll
I'm a 38 baby, the life that I chose
Got a real b*t*h, I fell back from them hoes
Hot up in this b*t*h, but my chain on froze
Northside, they was slangin' them poles
Last night, ask me how do I know
50 shots jumpin' out of the glizzy
Ben say the b*t*h was jumpin' them fences
Spin again for to see if you get 'em
One more go around, if you catch 'em you zip 'em
I'm a made n***a, and you see how I'm livin'
Respect for Dej, keep her out of my business
I'm a thug n***a wit' too many feelings
I go lay on side her while I'm pullin' the killin'
In a drop top, candy paint, wit' them thangs
Like a old head, I got [?]
Where the white walls and the speakers bang
All them cars behind me, that be that gang
Get the drop, we pull up and see
In the yard, even in the street
Flame last thing he gon' see
Tell them other pu**y n***as they can't sleep
Tell them n***as that I'm still thuggin'
One body, two body, three
On instagram you can talk that sh*t
You gon' be the fourth n***a, watch and see
I ain't on all that, exposin' hoes
Lame sh*t, that ain't how it go
You make it hard for her to trust
And the real n***as who gon' hold it down
But guess what?
I'm the f**kin' murda man
I'm the reason that he dead
I'm the one who slumped your man
And killed the other from that playin' b*t*h
B*t*h, now who want smoke?
Thought it was him, it was his b*t*h
Let me tell you how that go
I'm the f**kin' murda man (Murder, murder)
We knocked him off soon as he land
Tell the police kiss my a** (Murder, murder)
Got my Glock, tucked right down in my pants (Murder, murder)
N***a, you can go to playin', put that 30 on your a** (Murder, murder)
Oh now you want smoke? (Who?)
N***a, you want smoke?
