FOE Cell & Young Kam - MURDA

If I pop out with that burner
It's gon be a murder
That 40 hurt ya
Or maybe even murk ya
Don't make mistakes
I can't take these hoes on dates
They take the bait
But steady calling me fake
Bitch I'm exotic
Riding around topless
My bro smoke toxic
If I cop it he got it
Cause I stay solid
20 bands in each pocket
Ain't ever flopping
Taking off like a rocket
Keep that blicky by ya side cuz you never know who watching you,
If he talking crazy I'll show em what this glock'll do
Then I take his bitch and I'll show her what this cock'll do
let the top down niggas bussing out the coupe,
Murderham I done lost so many niggas to this street life
So much pain in my head I can't sleep right
One to ya brain leave you dead ya mama traumatized
Niggas make a killing off of homicides no pun intended
We the realest niggas in it
We the realest niggas spinning
All that shit you talking in ya raps boy you better live it
I'll push ya shit back leave you bald like Krillin
And I pray to god my dawg don't catch that sentence
If I pop out with that burner
It's gon be a murder
That 40 hurt ya
Or maybe even murk ya
Don't make mistakes
I can't take these hoes on dates
They take the bait
But steady calling me fake
Bitch I'm exotic
Riding around topless
My bro smoke toxic
If I cop it he got it
Cause I stay solid
20 bands in each pocket
Ain't ever flopping
Taking off like a rocket
Gon be a murder
Bitch I'm a convicted felon
Let a nigga try me
I take him to meet his reverend
RIP next to his name
He resting in heaven
He ain't the first one out the group
He with his brethren
I don't show mercy
These niggas can't ever hurt me
I see the animosity
Clearly he wanna murk me
But he not like that
If I push him he won't fight back
His hoe was flirting
I took his bitch and I piped that
If I pop out with that burner
It's gon be a murder
That 40 hurt ya
Or maybe even murk ya
Don't make mistakes
I can't take these hoes on dates
They take the bait
But steady calling me fake
Bitch I'm exotic
Riding around topless
My bro smoke toxic
If I cop it he got it
Cause I stay solid
20 bands in each pocket
Ain't ever flopping
Taking off like a rocket

Written by:
Kamren Williams, Marcell Jones

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