letra de murda on my mind - dustero
intro:
[?], yeah
(this is serious)
chorus:
i wake up in the morning brush my t–th and clutch my glock
i was walking with my homies until we saw a opp
he ain’t even hesitatin’ i’ma dump on the glock
20 shots made him drop then the young b-tch skirt off the block
went up to the store i need some guards
i got it from my friend no cap but i love smokin’ bars
i went up to the cash i swipe my card
it said it was approved so i wait out and i got back in my car
once we got back in the car my homie said we need some weed
so i called in the car and he asked me whatchu need?
1 gram, 2 gram, 3 gram, more than the third of grams
so he sent us his location so we pulled up to thе trap
he was walking up to me i had the glock in my pockеt
rolled down the window i upped my glock and he had to run
and then he couldn’t see sh-t i guess he went blind
verse one:
yellow tape ‘round his body, it’s a homicide
didn’t even plan to shoot, just caught me by surprise
he fell to the floor, teardrops in his eyes
told me he feared death, i said it’s time to say goodbye
i blew the bank, straight to the top
brought the heat, made my enemies drop
crushed the house of my arch nemesis
chorus:
i wake up in the morning brush my t–th and clutch my glock
i was walking with my homies until we saw a opp
he ain’t even hesitatin’ i’ma dump on the glock
20 shots made him drop then the young b-tch skirt off the block
went up to the store i need some guards
i got it from my friend no cap but i love smokin’ bars
i went up to the cash i swipe my card
it said it was approved so i wait out and i got back in my car
once we got back in the car my homie said we need some weed
so i called in the car and he asked me whatchu need?
1 gram, 2 gram, 3 gram, more than the third of grams
so he sent us his location so we pulled up to the trap
he was walking up to me i had the glock in my pocket
rolled down the window i upped my glock and he had to run
and then he couldn’t see sh-t i guess he went blind
verse two:
i couldn’t do this sh-t again, don’t act like you know me, cuz n-gga we ain’t friends, ayy, thought you could me for dead, nope n-gga i work for my bread, there are 10,000 things you know about me than what i should have said
chorus:
i wake up in the morning brush my t–th and clutch my glock
i was walking with my homies until we saw a opp
he ain’t even hesitatin’ i’ma dump on the glock
20 shots made him drop then the young b-tch skirt off the block
went up to the store i need some guards
i got it from my friend no cap but i love smokin’ bars
i went up to the cash i swipe my card
it said it was approved so i wait out and i got back in my car
once we got back in the car my homie said we need some weed
so i called in the car and he asked me whatchu need?
1 gram, 2 gram, 3 gram, more than the third of grams
so he sent us his location so we pulled up to the trap
he was walking up to me i had the glock in my pocket
rolled down the window i upped my glock and he had to run
and then he couldn’t see sh-t i guess he went blind
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