Murder She Wrote
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Murder she wrote(Aye) (Yeah) Murder she wrote I drop that bag just to bag a nigga Catch you whenever (Yeah) I'll toe tag a nigga And make him come up off his shit, since he flexin' figures And send the blitz (Bitch) I came to raise havoc I been savage nigga And I'll tell you where to come when the pack out And I stood in the same house I used to trap out (Yeah) And I bet that this 40 blow his back out He just come off a body, they then let my killer back out Run off in yo shit, I got the drop to the crack house And this bitch dirty, shootin' fire from mac rounds Real killer in my blood and it been passed down Me and Jay gone shoot (And no) I’ll never back down Murd-er She Wrote Nigga come and get yo shit back Pull up on em, hop out on em Nigga let get that That Bitch ain’t got no name and I bet it push yo shit back And they then took yo Main, thats a soul you can’t get back (Yeh) And I been trynna hold it together (Yeah) shootouts they was close And you say that you leaving (Yeah) I then seen it all before And I love, All of my niggas and they know And I keep that hurt inside (Noo) I won’t let it show And you say you bumpin' And to set that shit up, it ain't nothin' I’ma do it with no mask, just to show you I ain’t stuntin’ And Bitch you think you safe, we gone bang it out all in public And Jay a real demon, send that smoke and he love it Come and spin as you please and I bet you won’t touch me Gotta Get It By Any Means, lay him down for that money And you say you slingin’ iron, I peel the top off his muffin And you trynna snipe for mine, BUT I AIN’T GOING FOR NOTHING Hold up, I got that burner on me now (Yey) Choppa talk, I can’t wait on my time (Yey) I’m out of sight and out of mind (Yey) Hot on my ass and police trail me from behind (Yeyyy aye aye) And he home now, out alone and I’m on my own now (Yey) And I feel like I’m not wrong now Choppa rip up out his back, I done snatched his soul out Keep on talking stupid, bitch you play then you get blown down Real killer in my blood and it been passed down Me and Jay gone shoot (And no) I’ll never back down Murd-er She Wrote Nigga come and get yo shit back Pull up on em, hop out on em Nigga let get that That Bitch ain’t got no name and I bet it push your shit back And they then took yo Main, thats a soul you can’t get back (Yeh) And I been trynna hold it together (Yeah) shootouts they was close And you say that you leaving (Yeah) I then seen it all before And I love, all of my niggas and they know And I keep that hurt inside (Noo) I won’t let it show (Woahh oh ohh) Noo I won’t let it show (Woahh oh ohh)
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