Murder she wrote! Lyrics

Lil boy don't walk that road

Send them demons at yo throat

You'll get smoked just like a pote

You should know how this shit go

It get real it ain't no joke

Bitch I'm tapped in coast to cost

And the gang lie under oath

It was murder that she wrote

Lil boy don't walk that road

Send them demons at yo throat

You'll get smoked just like a pote

You should know how this shit go

It get real it ain't no joke

Bitch I'm tapped in coast to cost

And the gang lie under oath

It was murder that she wrote

If I drop that bag my shooters they gone get You

Do it broad day out in public they gone hit you

It don't matter where you run to we get with You

With that rondo number 9 yea we got missles

In the town I'm in the hills tucked with them Demons

Get em knocked down same day shit give me a R eason

It get hot outside feel like a different season

If you speaking on the team we leave you Leakin

Lil boy don't walk that road

Send them demons at yo throat

You'll get smoked just like a pote

You should know how this shit go

It get real it ain't no joke

Bitch I'm tapped in coast to cost

And the gang lie under oath

It was murder that she wrote

Lil boy don't walk that road

Send them demons at yo throat

You'll get smoked just like a pote

You should know how this shit go

It get real it ain't no joke

Bitch I'm tapped in coast to cost

And the gang lie under oath

It was murder that she wrote

Talking that shit get him gone quick I

Call it magic

Run up get hit with that mop stick like

Damn it's tragic

Far as he knew we square & broke

And we be lacking

Don't try yo luck and end up stuck

We gone be laughing

In that hellcat on the freeway traction

In the track hawk right behind me team got Action

And that boy he came up missing like what Happened

I been working getting bands up off the Backend

Lil boy don't walk that road

send them demons at yo throat

You'll get smoked just like a pote

You should know how this shit go

It get real it ain't no joke

Bitch I'm tapped in coast to cost

And the gang lie under oath

It was murder that she wrote

Lil boy don't walk that road

Send them demons at yo throat

You'll get smoked just like a pote

You should know how this shit go

It get real it ain't no joke

Bitch I'm tapped in coast to cost

And the gang lie under oath

It was murder that she wrote