JG Freshly - Murda Bidness (feat. PG & G)

Murda bidness
You shoulda been put me on this shit man
Been tellin jg
Man I got y'all boys
Long time coming
Yuh
Yeah talk to em P
Red rum nigga this that murder spill
Fuck around and catch these bullets like yo name Odell
But my name G I tote that pole and that drum spit a 50 piece
Ain't no beefin wit no lames we want all the smoke
Fuck around and get left like a Newport
But I don't smoke cigs tell em this that new smoke
Got me yellin out BITCH like too $hort
Ain't no writing on the phone this shit off the dome
Send them killas to ya stoop like it's home alone
Dropping shit postman like Karl Malone
Shot clock 30 seconds get yo head blown
And we not waitin shoota impatient
He tryna get another spot call him Dalmatian
Lil bruh a dawg at this shit it ain't even fair
Homocide catch a body that's a doubledare
Dirty sticks and hella bricks we ain't living right
Catch ya momma at the light and then we catch a flight
Shh, yeah we gotta catch a flight
Zoom, and we outta there
Off rip, gotta dip, at the airport line gotta skip
Someone said that the feds got a tip
When we catch em yeah it's coming off the hip
Blasted dead man walking
He fucked up when that nigga started talking
Crime scene gotta white chalk em
It's a shame gotta put em in a coffin
Perc 30 PG gotta box sum
Had to leave a nigga on a milk carton
3 for 3 yeah we really run the track
Double cup me nigga pass me that yak
Oou, Off that yak yeah we whylin
T'd up got a nigga freestylin
Talk crazy and this shit could get vicious
Stretch em out we ain't talking bout fitness
Lay em down hit ya mans and the witness
Real niggas wit me and it's still murda bidness
It's still murda bidness, lil bitch
Gang
Nigga, put that shit in there then

Written by:
Gary Josey, Jalen Griffieth, Patrick Griffin

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