Murda
YoungBoy Never Broke Again, Trippie Redd
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Oh-oh well, yeah yeah (Dubba-AA Flex) Oh wit' it, anything wit' it, takin' my time wit' it And I ain't scared to die I told 'em, "I'm dyin' wit' it, I'll never change up" They say that how I'm livin' that I need to wake up I'm slangin' that iron wit' it, they'll never frame us They want me dead but I ain't scared, I got my change up (This is the sound) It's a murder, yeah They screamin' out, "Murder", yeah They steady screamin', "It's a murder" They gotta take my soul, I been thuggin' since a youngin' Motherfuck which way he go, yeah yeah Motherfuck that talkin', run down on him hunnid shots on dat drum Said they want me but I ain't scared, we go to war where I'm from Most of my niggas up in jail and half got killed by a gun 187 we be wildin', all I know is red rum When I say that it's up they gon' it lay down Two up under my belt, we don't play around 400 shots in the car when it go down Step on all of them before the sun down Steady talkin' like he wit' it, he say he gon' kill me You know for a fact I don't stand down Bust your head for my nigga, I shoot 'til it's empty Ain't no shakin' back when I run down I told 'em, "I'm dyin' wit' it, I never change up" They say that how I'm livin' that I need to wake up I'm slangin' that iron wit' it, they'll never frame us They want me dead but I ain't scared, I got my change up It's a murder, yeah They screamin' out, "Murder", yeah They steady screamin', "It's a murder" They gotta take my soul, I been thuggin' since a youngin' Motherfuck which way he go, yeah yeah Pussy nigga it's a murder, 187 Send your ass to heaven, and send your family blessings Hit you with the Smith and Wesson, or beat your ass like Tekken Told your pussy ass to check in, that's what you get for flexin' I told you I was destined, I told you I was stressin' Not too rich to tote my weapon, Five-Seven cave your chest in Pop you niggas send a message All for the love of the murder, murder And I got no time to play, know I keep a fuckin' 'K And it'll blow your fuckin' brain away Trippie insane No, I never changed, just got some change Ain't nothin' to get you wacked off, act hard It ain't chess, it's checkers bitch, nigga at all Better live your fuckin' best life, Lil Duval Like Cleo, it's 1400/800 gang, bitch we set it off I told 'em, "I'm dyin' wit' it, I never change up" They say that how I'm livin' that I need to wake up I'm slangin' that iron wit' it, they'll never frame us They want me dead but I ain't scared, I got my change up It's a murder, yeah They screamin' out, "Murder", yeah They steady screamin', "It's a murder" They gotta take my soul, I been thuggin' since a youngin' Motherfuck which way he go, yeah yeah This is the sound
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Written by: Aaron David Jr. Lockhart, Dennis Neal, Kentrell Deshawn Gaulden, Michael Lamar II White
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