#MURDER ft. BIG Lyrics

Somebody gotta die, if I go you got to go

Somebody gotta die, let the gun shots blow

Somebody gotta die, nobody gotta know

The way of the world I keep a grip bitch

Somebody gotta die, if I go you got to go

Somebody gotta die, let the gun shots blow

Somebody gonna die, nobody gotta know

The way of the world I keep a grip bitch

Exchange daps before departure & praising fortunes

Bad luck

You can't afford it

Shorten circumstances on a purchase

if pigs enter the fortress it's fuck a mortgage, we burn the house down

And build new courses in the morning, fuck the courts, I'm going out important

Nobody got to die, nobody got to know that I killed your ass in the mix, bitch

Exchange hugs and pals before the throwdown, how is it gonna go down

Niggas think slow down, slow down

Fuck all that planet shit, wanna put they cribs in, make them cats abandon shit

See niggas like you do ten year bids, Mr. Nigga they want to murder innocent kids

Now I, one nigga's in my eye, that's Jason, ain't no sluts call me wasted

Revenge I'm tasting at the tip of my lips, I can't wait to feel my clip in his hip, past the chocolate

Time, shh, sing ain't loud, there's Jason with his back to me, talking to his faculty

I start to get a funny feeling, put the mask on in case this nigga start squealing

Scream his name out, squeeze six, nothing shorter

Nigga turn around holding his daughter

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