Murder Talk Lyrics

Bitch, let me show you how to do it Grab the blick and get to movin

In the whip we get to cruisin' spot a opp you better do him,

Hollow points, finna abuse him That boy clicked up with the feds

He was talkin', now he dead FN knocked on Side his head

He should've watched what he said

Bitch, a ho, she gave me head Pretty bitch, but she mean

She like, when I try to sing She know Kweezo go retarded

I be rockin' by my lonely I get bitches, I don't want'em

Can't be nice, cause niggas phony That ain't my brother, I don't know him

Catch him walkin', then I roll'em She ride my dick like rollercoaster

Put that boy up on a poster Youngest nigga outside posted

You got bread then im the toaster

He just the crust, I cut him off,

Slice yo neck, I cut it off

You the hottest, cut it out You talkin' ra-ra, shut yo mouth

I'm from the east, not from the south Kick the back, don't flush him out

Niggas runnin' while I'm sprayin' Stand on top right where he layin

I hear him talkin', I think he prayin' Murder talk, that's what I'm sayin

Put a bullet in his head Leave that pussy niggaa dead

Bitch, I'm Kweezo, I'm the man Hard body, super saiyan

I got a curse, it's in my hand Leave a nigga where he stood

He had shit misunderstood Thought he was safe up in his hood

I up this bitch lightnin' quick AR spittin' out the clip

Shells ringin' on the ground You gon' die, it's murder day

This bitch suppressed won't make a sound I twist it on and off the K

He got hit up with 30 rounds Walk up with two more in his lace

YFE its on my stomach I might get it on my face

Bitch, yeah YFE its on my stomach

I might get it on my face Bitch,

you gon' die, it's murder day

I twist it on and off the K

Walk up with two more in his lace

Bitch, you gon' die, it's murder day