Murdergram Lyrics

Niggas is dead, dead I tell you, can't be serious

What you think is gonna happen

With three of the illest niggas together

Street music and so fourth on one track,huh?

Can't be serious, it's murda nigga, huh, it's Murda

Mothafuckers wanna kill me but don't got the heart

To look me in the eyes with the nine and spark

'Cause whether you're for or against this

When I spit with murderous intentions

Everybody goes, everybody knows

The weapons I possess, they not for show

And you put dresses on your weapons when you walk out the door

See once I flash mother fuckers better do the one shot dash

Or be one shot ass

J to the A Y to the drive by to your hood

Screamin' bye-bye to you, why would you fuck with me?

Knowing I put you six feet deep and them niggas

Could die wit'cha cock the hot pistol and pop the hot Cristal

And promise you only one thing, to not miss you

Jahova know the god that served ya

'Cause dead or alive when I arrive it's murda

Shit I hope y'all niggas know to lay low now

'Cause thou shall perish if you don't bow down

'Cause I hit 'em on sight, it's dark, dim the lights

You shot twice god bless to this the night

That a lot of niggas fear the coming of their life

And you dead right be in hell looking for ice

Fuckin' with Ja you bitch niggas talking shit

All on my dick you broke niggas making me rich

You gonna blaze me 'cause you high ripped off the henne rock

Flow semi-hot handling me your not

Check my forte not even on a bad day you beat this

Rather beat your dick or your bitch

My flow be the sick shit, gravely ill

Niggas dying 'cause they know I spit like iron

Nothing but bark flyin', flows and mics, hell and night

Go together like heaven and light

Niggas ain't seein' my plight, It's alright

I let the world know I shine like ice

I bet it all I can throw a hard four in the dice

'Cause I'm a gambling man, you should gamble

With a gat in your hand, spin in barrel and put it to your head
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'Cause we don't dance no more all we do is cock and spit

Dedicated to giving you nothing but thug shit

Think we playing, you undoubtable fall further

Fuckin' with I N C is murda

I'm a cruddy nigga, goin' raw-doggin' dirty bitches

And if I get burnt, I'm givin' that shit to thirty bitches

You say you know a nigga like me, guess again Poppy

I might smile up in your face but I ain't your friend Poppy

Jump out the fifteen hundred like runnin', niggas don't want it

Get it, done it, when I'm blunted

However it went down, I made it happen, made it scrapin'

I made it fussin', bustin', I made it cappin'

And lettin' off wasn't nothing new to a nigga

Something to do to a nigga 'cause you is a fool nigga

I know your type, you hype, all up off that fake shit

You can't understand why a man would have to take shit

Or steal shit, but this is that real, niggas kill shit, peel shit

I hit you in your head you won't feel shit

Let the dogs lose on a niggas ass

Find out if the niggas faster then the trigger's blast

A fucking snake in the truest form

Knowin' damn well that what I do is wrong, plus what I do is strong

Niggas is makin' movies so I gots to stop production

I need a block to function and maybe I'll stop destructin'

The blocks is not for frontin', so let me get that shorty

'Cause you don't need that shorty

You don't know what to do with that shorty

You might as well hit this 40, before you hit the floor

Another 24, what you want, money, more?

Them niggas did it raw, with no condom

You find 'em, sayin' sorry he for what he said before I blind them

Get the flame out the four fifth, and there ain't gonna be no more riff

Dog you want a floss tiff but would of made it to the door if

Bullets traveled a lot slower and you ran a lot faster

But they don't and you can't so don't think about after

'Cause tomorrow ain't comin', so stop runnin'

'Cause you gonna die like a sucker, murder motherfucker

Uh, where my mother fucking dogs at?

My nigga Jigga, my dog Ja, Irv Gotti, Rough Riders, Def Jam

Where my dogs at? Top Fight Uh, where my dogs at?

Hold me down, baby, hold me down, baby, hold me down, baby

Boomer one love nigga, murda motherfucker