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letra de murder rate rising - cincocero

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[verse 1]
i really live what i talk about
watch your mouth
got the glock in my back
and i will knock you out
don’t let me catch you lacking
n-gga you ain’t got the nerve
talking on the apps
i’ll leave you on the f-cking curve

[pre-chorus]
murder, murder, murder, murder, murder

[verse 2]
i done seen a lot of
homies get they bodies dropped
late at night in my car
thinking in my head
i get a text that my
homie is now dead
i call up bro trinna check on him are you good
this is one reason why
i need to leave the hood
he crying on the phone
saying where my brother at
i don’t know bro
calm down just relax

[verse 3]
you gotta keep your stack n-gga
they plotting on your back
cuz you got a rack n-gga
ain’t no going back
45 to his head
leave this n-gga dead
call the meds
but not the f-cking feds
sh-t is burning
people get to lerking aye

[chorus]
bodies drops
send shots
murder rate who
look outside
close your eyes
i’m coming straight for you
bodies drops
send shots
murder rate who
look outside
close your eyes
i’m coming straight for you
bodies drops
send shots
murder rate who
look outside
close your eyes
i’m coming straight for you
bodies drops
send shots
murder rate who
look outside
close your eyes
i’m coming straight for you

[pre-chorus]
you know you gonna die today
i got the tool sitting on my waste
i want you dead on my own paste
i catch the case and i do the race
you know you gonna die today
i got the tool sitting on my waste
i want you dead on my own paste
i catch the case and i do the race

[chorus]
bodies drops
send shots
murder rate who
look outside
close your eyes
i’m coming straight for you
bodies drops
send shots
murder rate who
look outside
close your eyes
i’m coming straight for you
bodies drops
send shots
murder rate who
look outside
close your eyes
i’m coming straight for you
bodies drops
send shots
murder rate who
look outside
close your eyes
i’m coming straight for you

[verse]
n-ggas b-tches out here bruh
ain’t talking sh-t bruh
ain’t k!lling sh-t
i’m a certified steppa foh on my soul
y’all don’t be on sh-t
when y’all see me in person
y’all don’t say sh-t to me in my mother f-cking face bro
on my soul
ion give no f-ck
bout your life
rahhh
you get k!lled bruh
gone get your ass step on n-gga
tae go grab that thing b-tch
cge, mso sh-t man
don’t ever speak on my brother man on my soul
aghhh
gone get your ass k!lled bruh
aghhh
let me get out this booth

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