Lyrics:
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
I'll tell you once
Now if I tell it twice
That's where it stays
Twins from the belly
Love and war be spiritual
Fingers crossed loddy
2 times
muscles involuntarily flex
Two pickup trucks making love
American made, built Ford tough
Two beautiful murder machines
American angels in the sky grown men
understandably shaken up by this release
The question everybody wants to know is:
Why'd they get this nigga started? 2Pac, rather Makaveli
Was not available for
Over there by the derby, buy they dirty devils from me
to keep my paper sturdy, yo word G
I ain't afraid to get my hands dirty, you heard me?
I
inside of this situation in the first place
Brooklyn murder lathers a birth place
Facing the city, quoting Biggie all on our worst days
I used to take
hoes all at my ho house
Two hundred bands to go to the club and I ain't really tryna go out
Hundred racks on me, give her ten bands if she show out
&
Gudda to eat a few niggas back up
Murder Murder Steel Steel uh huuuh
Holla at ya dude
Call the coronor man the track
Has just been murded
Check me out
I,
I'm on my murder job again in the morning
This 187 on the line I know the rapper dead
That means another record label is mourning
So you can run but you
motherfucker missed your ass by some inches
Next time understand what you fuckin' with its legendary status
Sittin' behind these glasses nigga
[Chorus: x2]
planters
Who swallow lit roaches
And light up like jack-o-lanterns
Outsiders baby, and we suing the courts
'Cause we're dope as fuck and only get a two
Every day is test so all we do is smoke weed and crack brews
Kid I ain't got Nothing 2 Lose
There comes a time in your life that get trife
Chceme mať love jak 2 Chainz
Nový snapback, nový účes
Nová hudba a subwoofer
Keď to dupe v tvojom klube
Tak je hlúpe ma mať v hube
Že vraj sa musím
la folie
Dès l'enfance on est différents comme 2Chainz, c'est le diable qui tient ton couteau
C'est normal qu'tu t'prennes des coups d'chaise,
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
Wa da da dang, wa da da da da dang
Listen to my 9-millimeter go bang
Niggas hustle, niggas murder for this dope and cocaine
If I'm out here doing
trigger
Don't move nigga I'm taking you for murder."
See cops got two faces like two laces on my Reeboks
My knees knock as I step back for a clearer shot
splitter, put one in ya
To the woods to ? your body
Right ? by the two of ya, tie the noose knot tight
But my niggas ain't fuckin' the ?, tell 'em not to bang
marbles nigga
But I got two sides
Damn it feels good to be back in the Yea Area I mean the Westside
With these motherfuckin West Coast Bad Boyz
That's my shooter, I recruited him
Glock-23, got two of them (808 Mafia)
Yeah, this that murder music
That's my shooter, I recruited him
Glock-23,
so bright it'll blind you
Yeah, I'm back with a friendly reminder
We're two ships that're passing in the night
But alas, you got to run into
you in all of your glory
You like to tell me about brutal murders
You make me choke on my pasgetti
Korean airlines that was shot down by
They can use they dick for a pencil
I'm known for snatchin' purses
And bombin' churches
I get more pussy by accident than
Most niggas get on purpose
I
too
Then our C murder ya'll
This is how you do it first she gotta
Step by myself
Step by myself, step by myself
Gotta step by yourself
There's a wave
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