Murda Lyrics

They say, turn me up, turn me up, turn me up, turn me up, turn me up, turn me up, turn me up, turn me up..

It's a murder

That that murder, this that murder talk nigga

He aint go to college but he got first degrees

Keep yappin' just waitin' and he gon' fuckin' see

12 gauge, blow your knees out, you won't walk again

I'ma make sure that shit don't fuckin' talk again

Put that Glock up in her mouth, what the fuck you said

Ho, I blow your fuckin' brains out, don't fuck with my head

Can't react, we quick on feet, get you clapped and ain't no feet

Only thing I been havin' on my mind is that

It's that murder, got them killers up the street

It's that murder, know they always catching first degrees

It's that murder, gotta make sure keep the heat on me

It's that murder, this cutter knock you off your fuckin' feet

That shit replayin' in my head, that's why I cannot sleep

Every night, got a new bitch in my sheets

Off that boy, I been geeked, four days straight and I can't sleep

This shit I see, you won't believe, all these words flow out of me

I know my father proud of me, but got Lucy prowling of me

I done ran out of weed, I done ran out of lean, and these pills ain't helpin' me

So lately the only thing that's been on my mind is that

It's that murder, got them killers up the street

It's that murder, know they always catching first degree

It's that murder, gotta make sure keep the heat on me

It's that murder, this cutter knock you off your fuckin' feet

My niggas strictly bout that steppin', committing 187

You a pussy and we know all dogs go to heaven

Don't have a facial expression when I'm drawin' my weapon

Don't care about all them impressions, y'all don't really know me

I can't really show me, cause y'all just wan scold me

They done planned to fold me, but I'm still right here standing

I'm so loaded I don't think I'm landing anytime soon

Cross that line, my youngin gon sin, y'all doomed

It's that murder, got them killers up the street

It's that murder, know they always catching first degree

It's that murder, gotta make sure keep the heat on me

It's that murder, this cutter knock you off your fuckin' feet