letra de murdah - we-g wak
[intro]
you gotta be with the murder
in the bay, ayy, where the toolies a must, need a perk
strapped with the four leaf dutch full of o.g. and purp
fightin’ off demons, then mix the hi-tech with a perc
trap-a-holics, real trap sh-t
if i didn’t, the homie would tell me to put you on a shirt
trap, trap, trap, man
that trap-a-holics sh-t, man
quavo, one-third of the migos, man
this takeoff, one-third of the migos, man
hold on, hold on, trap-a-holics
got to know that sh-t, bad man
trap-a-holics, real trap sh-t
[chorus]
you gotta be with the murder
if you try to hang from where i came
toke on backwoods and tote thangs
you want him dead, then hit his brain
half of these n-ggas don’t know the pain
from missin’ sh-t ’cause you were workin’ on your aim
you gotta be with the murder
slidin’ on n-ggas ’til you get it up
2pac the sh-t, you spot him, hit him up
flame from the chopper, lit him up
dump on his potna for tryna pick him up
d-mn, son, where’d you find this?
you from where i’m from, your mind sick as f-ck
[verse]
you gotta be with the murder
in the bay, ayy, where the toolies a must, need a perk
strapped with the four leaf dutch full of o.g. and purp
fightin’ off demons, then mix the hi-tech with a perc
if i didn’t, the homie would tell me to put you on a shirt
ain’t no need for much speakin’, when there’s action i’m with it, dawg
shots through his stomach, aim for his shoulder, hit his fitted, dawg
most of these n-ggas get on a book and say they with it, dawg
first to get rappin’ be the first to say, n-gga snitchin’, dawg
ain’t no need for much speakin’, when there’s action i’m with it, dawg
shots through his stomach, aim for his shoulder, hit his fitted, dawg
most of these n-ggas get on a book and say they with it, dawg
first to get rappin’ be the first to say, n-gga snitchin’, dawg
[chorus]
you gotta be with the murder
if you try to hang from where i came
toke on backwoods and tote thangs
you want him dead, then hit his brain
half of these n-ggas don’t know the pain
from missin’ sh-t ’cause you were workin’ on your aim
you gotta be with the murder
slidin’ on n-ggas ’til you get it up
2pac the sh-t, you spot him, hit him up
flame from the chopper, lit him up
dump on his potna for tryna pick him up
you from where i’m from, your mind sick as f-ck
[outro]
you gotta be with the murder
you gotta be with the murder
you gotta be with the murder
you gotta be with the murder
ayy, trap-a-holics
you n-ggas crazy, mayne
you n-ggas crazy, mayne
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