Murda

[00:04.38] Ay, Duke Deuce
[00:07.57] What the fuck these niggas talkin' 'bout man?
[00:10.53] Ay, they got us fucked up
[00:13.07] Y-R-N
[00:15.02] Money, paper, racks, cash, blue hunnids, guapa-nese
[00:19.56] Foreign bitches, suckin', fuckin', got 'em all, on they knees
[00:23.40] All my niggas totin' pistols, even with felonies
[00:27.38] And they shoot 'em like a camera, nigga, say cheese
[00:31.33] I know niggas bangin', Bloods, Crips, and some G's
[00:35.36] And I got them shooters 'cross the country, overseas
[00:39.27] These Percocet 10's got me geekin', feel like Hercules
[00:43.31] It's murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda season (What!)
[00:47.20] It's murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda season (Murda)
[00:51.64] Them young niggas killin', hurtin' niggas for no reason (Brrah)
[00:54.82] Free my brothers down the road, locked up but still eatin'
[00:59.07] And they'll still never, ever fold
[01:01.33] When they see the judge, ain't no pleadin'
[01:02.83] It's just me and Duke Deuce (Duke Deuce)
[01:04.44] We gon' beat a nigga ass 'til he turn black & blue (Boom boom)
[01:06.84] See the opps, we gon' shoot (Brrah)
[01:08.39] All these dead bodies, nigga, recognize who was who (Who-who)
[01:10.50] Way I ran got 'em spooked (What)
[01:12.69] I came in with the gang, so I'ma pull up with the troops (Gang)
[01:14.57] And I ain't ever gon' switch (Nah)
[01:16.17] And my nigga wiped your nose, there's no one you can use (Bitch!)
[01:19.03] Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda (Murda)
[01:22.84] These niggas gangsta, poppin' shit until we turn 'em (What?)
[01:26.84] Into bitches, yes we keep that fire, we gon' burn 'em (Brrah)
[01:30.62] No, you can't buy them stripes, nigga, gotta earn 'em
[01:34.48] Money, paper, racks, cash, blue hunnids, guapa-nese
[01:38.38] Foreign bitches, suckin', fuckin', got 'em all, on they knees
[01:42.11] All my niggas totin' pistols, even with felonies
[01:46.14] And they shoot 'em like a camera, nigga, say cheese
[01:50.11] I know niggas bangin', Bloods, Crips, and some G's
[01:53.87] And I got them shooters 'cross the country, overseas
[01:57.96] These Percocet 10's got me geekin', feel like Hercules (What the fuck)
[02:01.98] It's murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda season (Ay, ay)
[02:05.87] 1, 2, 3, 4 trappers up in my bando (Up in my bando)
[02:09.94] 5, 6, 7, 8 sticks so the bitch better get low (Bitch better get low)
[02:13.51] You think of Duke Deuces, Memphis (Memphis)
[02:15.83] Makin' easy money and pimpin' (And pimpin')
[02:17.80] Whole 'lotta robbin and dealin' (And dealin')
[02:19.93] Man, everybody here killin' (Man, everybody killin')
[02:22.44] I heat up and beat up the block
[02:23.55] I G up to keep up, to re-up the stock (Re-up the stock)
[02:25.84] Look what I am, what you're not
[02:27.62] The people, they eat up, 'cause all my shit hot (My shit hot)
[02:29.37] I'm out with no fours, my ice is cold
[02:31.58] His ice cream rocky road (Rocky road)
[02:33.37] Stick to the code, I never fold
[02:35.50] I put that on the fours (Diddy)
[02:37.57] You can see it in a nigga eyes, some hunger (Don't bother me)
[02:41.35] Nigga fuck with me they gon' hide lil' homie
[02:44.69] Yeah, my nuts hangin', ain't no gangbangin'
[02:46.74] Why the fuck you shootin' if you ain't aimin'?
[02:48.32] Goin' one-fifty, end up half-capped
[02:50.42] With the red seats like a dark angel
[02:52.88] Money, paper, racks, cash, blue hunnids, guapa-nese
[02:56.88] Foreign bitches, suckin', fuckin', got 'em all, on they knees
[03:00.84] All my niggas totin' pistols, even with felonies
[03:04.56] And they shoot 'em like a camera, nigga, say cheese
[03:08.55] I know niggas bangin', Bloods, Crips, and some G's
[03:12.54] And I got them shooters 'cross the country, overseas
[03:16.40] These Percocet 10's got me geekin', feel like Hercules
[03:20.56] It's murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda season
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