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letra de murder murder - philthy rich

[verse 1: philthy rich]
jordan 9’s, true jeans and the vamp sweater
fendy belt, new skelly in the vamp leather
[?] when i’m at harlem
selling 2 for 15, if you need a bargan
[?] came and got me out the gutter, i was just bagging pounds, and selling dope in front my mother
see how sh-t changed, see me moving with them things
on the other side of town, tryna get up on some change
riding different foreigns, got these broke n-ggas upset
hottest n-gga from my town, it’s only right i’m up next
ig got n-ggas feeling a cirtain way
no id, when i was on the block moving yay
7 in a quartеr 14 in a half
28 on scale, with 30 with the mag
riding dirty with the mag, 30 in thе jag
[?] 30 in the bag

[chorus: sen city]
i put [?] give [?]
if the money long, imma shoot me a n-gga
if i [?] that’s my word
something nice when you [?]
face to face
talking birds [?]
we can go [?] for [?]
lil n-ggas screaming murder murder on camera
[verse 2: philthy rich]
my lil n-ggas k!lling for fun
outside, the next day, they buried the gun
all they know is the block, ain’t tryna [?] block
[?]
from the bottom to top
free all my n-ggas gone, stay strong, come home
if i could take you all with me, i would, come on
i’m just chasing the dream, sprite chasing my lean
[?] n-ggas known for [?] my team
these n-ggas f-cking with the enomy
never been a friend of me
real what you pretend to be
luckily i did see
the fake in your eyes, you just snakes in [?]
too much soda on that dope, sniff when you get high
i’m just talking from the heart, he been talking from the start
and i heard that n-gga snitchin, add that up in your mentions
it’s not enough left, but i’m talking bout real n-ggas
i’m from [?], we don’t really feel n-ggas

[chorus: sen city]
i put [?] give [?]
if the money long, imma shoot me a n-gga
if i [?] that’s my word
something nice when you [?]
face to face
talking birds [?]
we can go [?] for [?]
lil n-ggas screaming murder murder on camera
[verse 3: j.r. wryter]
i’m from harlem, [?] earnings
a n-gga want a problem, you wittnessing a murder
[?] couple k!llers with some burners
pop 3, then diddy bop the whip [?]
[?] these new dudes
[?] learn from the new school
[?] handle the strip
[?] get a lap dance [?] b-tch
cause i’m [?] check my cash [?]
you have to check my [?] sh-t
what’s the hassle?
[?]
i get at you, and [?] in this b-tch
i’m still the sh-t
who you think you deealing with?
[?] been trap a holic till i’m philthy rich
[?] get a grip
only thing you ever took was [?]

- philthy rich

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