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letra de murder - jay fizzle & snupe bandz

[intro: jay fizzle]
big grape (sosa 808 got this b-tch knocking, n-gga, ayy)
yeah, yeah, yeah
okay, woo
okay
fah, fah, fah-fah (chop his ass up whole, sh-t)
gang, gang, let’s go

[chorus: jay fizzle]
every time you see me, i stay with some purple (yeah)
i’m the type n-gga play dirty (dirty)
i don’t f-ck with hersey’s
n-gga play b-tch, last time he did (b-tch)
won’t come outside, n-ggas hide in the shed like a turtle (shaky-ass n-gga)
shake the opp’ block, catch you f-ck n-ggas lackin’ (gang)
send a whole hundred shots, have him jumping them hurdles (fah, fah)
can’t come around if you ain’t ’bout that action (fah, fah)
’cause these n-ggas with me and they down to go murder
every n-gga ’round me and thеy down to go murder (every n-gga ’round me and thеy down to go murder, yeah)
hop in the h-llcat and do a whole circle (skrrt)
treat the opp’ like some keylon, we call they ass gurgle (b-tch)
ran up some bosses, i can’t be a worker (nah)
man, i keep poppin’ perky’s and i ain’t even hurtin’ (perky)
n-ggas be tough in public, but b-tch behind curtains
that type sh-t get you murdered (get you murdered)
[verse 1: jay fizzle]
spin n-gga block like a tornado (psh)
fn and came with the tip, man, it look like the t–th on a alligator (blue tips)
don’t play with the label
send n-gga up in the air like a elevator (haha)
that young n-gga tough, man, i feel like a gladiator (yeah)
put the stick to your head, make the motherf-cker peel you out (peel me somethin’)
that n-gga tough, man, i feel like a gladiator (yeah)
put the stick to your head, make the motherf-cker peel you out (chop him up)
gang, b-tch, with the ray, we do homicide (gang)
when these graze catch you (gang, gang), you gon’ wish it was suicide
caught him in traffic, he ridin’ in an uber (okay)
he thought it was safe ’til we shot up the uber driver (fah, fah-fah)
i got them turkey’s, it look like a turkey drive (dope boy)
good everywhere, man, this young n-gga mob tying (yeah)
choppa gon’ fry a n-gga ass like a french fry
ride the scat pack like a motherf-ckin’ red eye (gang)
young n-gga slide, we gon’ hop in the enterprise
these lil’ n-ggas with me and they tryna catch a body (they is)
one shot at yo’ noggin
we don’t need a beam on the glock (yeah, yeah), ’cause all the lil’ n-ggas, they walking (yeah)
i run my hood, n-gga, go ask around
tell me somethin’ different, i’m gunning you down (i’m gunning you down)
tell me somethin’ different, i’m gunning you down (i’m gunning you down)
tell me somethin’ different, i’m gunning you down (fah)
lil’ cuz ‘nem banging that murder gang
reach for my chain, put a n-gga face up in a picture frame (b-tch)
my lil’ brother bangin’ the same thing
stuck in the cell with a shank, if you b-tch, you get k!lled (we big grape)
bang street flag in my pocket
don’t gotta say too much, n-gga, they know that i’m crip (grape)
we got the drop on a opp’
she ask what she get, man, i told her some nut on her lip (b-tch)
[chorus: jay fizzle]
every time you see me, i stay with some purple (yeah)
i’m the type n-gga play dirty (dirty)
i don’t f-ck with hersey’s
n-gga play b-tch, last time he did (b-tch)
won’t come outside, n-ggas hide in the shed like a turtle (shaky-ass n-gga)
shake the opp’ block, catch you f-ck n-ggas lackin’ (okay)
send a whole hundred shots, have him jumping them hurdles (fah, fah)
can’t come around if you ain’t ’bout that action (fah, fah)
’cause these n-ggas with me and they down to go murder
every n-gga ’round me and they down to go murder (murder gang, on gang, yeah)
hop in the h-llcat and do a whole circle (skrrt)
treat the opp’ like some keylon, we call they ass gurgle (b-tch)
ran up some bosses, i can’t be a worker (nah)
man, i keep poppin’ perky’s and i ain’t even hurtin’ (perky)
n-ggas be tough in public, but b-tch behind curtains (yeah, yeah)
that type sh-t get you murdered (yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: snupe bandz]
c-double-m, we the murder team (murder)
group full of shooters, might spin out the limousine (yeah)
twelve hit the lights, you see smoke when i spree the scene (grrt)
flyin’ in the foreign (skrrt, skrrt), got a pocket full of collard greens
play with my bad b-tch, it gon’ be a homicide (murder)
draco on me, run up on me, i’m dryin’ (yeah)
don’t come around me, you ain’t slinging iron (nah)
i send a hit at like 5, he was dead before 9 (yeah)
n-gga, i ain’t wasting no time (no time)
play with the mob, b-tch, we gon’ get you out of here (out of here)
fire ’em up, put the smoke in the am afire (fire ’em up)
flavor on my hip, so you know i’m a big boss
i catch an opp’, tear my ice, i’ma get off (get off)
.38 hit him up, make his ass lift off (lift off)
lyft full of shooters, h-ll nah, we don’t tip off (nah)
ain’t none of my members, money and murder (murder)
i’m a hot n-gga like i’m bobby shmurda (hot n-gga)
my flag blue and my n-gga bang purple (grape)
boy, you a lame, ain’t no squares in my circle (you a lame)
can’t hang with the gang, you ain’t got a murder (on the gang)
yeah, south memphis, like, “what’s up, bro? go get you a k!ll” (a body)
i’m black with a ski mask, i’m finna go drill (yeah)
choppa, money, murder, n-gga, f-ck how you feel (on the mob)

- jay fizzle snupe bandz

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