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lirik lagu murdatown – btgbug

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[intro]
brrt (brrt)
gang
ya already know what the f*ck goin’ on, man, whole lot of bigfsg sh*t (grah, brrt, brrt)
six sh*t, big bragg’ (b*tch, i’m stupid)

[verse]
i smoke an o with the devil wayne (ha)
7.62s, that’s my favorite thing (yeah)
hop out the whip, make him hit the “nae nae” (“nae nae”)
i been with my dawg like craig and day day (yeah)
when i up with that chop, make that boy hit the woah
get locked with my clothes, you know how it go (know how it go)
if i ain’t got no work, i’ma pop me a perc’ (perc’)
that’s off of the top, made that boy hit the jerk (jerk)
had to stretch him, that n*gga doomed (he doomed)
i’m tryna go take a trip to the moon (to the moon)
your lil’ b*tch eat the d*ck up, but don’t use a spoon (ha)
with a stick through thе o, tryna sweet sh*t like broom (like broom)
ayy, thesе n*ggas already know what the f*ck goin’ on
now they know what it’s hitttin’ for (yeah)
i’m thuggin’ in the city, i’ma still thug when i get old
when i’m eighty, it’s still gon’ be f*ck the four (f*ck the four)
f*ck the four (yeah)
and, n*gga, f*ck the o (f*ck the o)
ayy, b*tch, you know how it go (b*tch, you know how it go)
tried somethin’, faceshot, you a ghost (boom)
brrt, n*gga play on the gang, then he gettin’ exposed (he gettin’ exposed, brrt)
hop out the whip, 7.62s bullets, they gon’ rip through your clothes (rip thorugh your clothes)
i’m not even tryin’, i’m still gon’ snap (no cap)
f*ck lib, i’m tryna catch me a nap (f*ck lib)
b*tch, you could die over an act (no cap)
tried to slide, faceshot, that n*gga got back (slatt)
said, “b*tch, i run it, but i ain’t no athlete” (b*tch, i run it)
chop get to clappin’, that sh*t lost an ashish
i’m in the backseat, smokin’ on backseat (backseat)
bad b*tch in the backseat, you know what she doin’ (what you on? ha)
i’m tryna put sh*t right on a scope (scope)
when i get out that perc’, i’ma f*ck all night long (yeah)
treat that b*tch like a dog, ask if she want a bone (want a bone?)
he dissin’ on gang, then we gettin’ him gone (get him gone)
brrt, brrt, dissin’ on gang, then we gettn’ him gone (no cap)
chop with a switch gon’ spray like cologne (brrt)
sh*t, be dissin’, all homis when we do it, they try to say we in a roll (what the f*ck?)
f*ck it, i don’t give a f*ck (i don’t)
when i catch you, you better duck (better duck)
’cause if you duck, then you ain’t out of luck (yeah)
when i get to hittin’, you gon’ get to hittin’ (get out of there)
arp 5.56 put your ass to surgery
tried to ride on my side on the gang, it’s off (brrt)
and you think sh*t a game ’til his ass on a post (on a post)
just tryna f*ck, you ain’t doin’ relation (uh*uh)
i’m not tryna be like int nation (yeah)
hop out close range, bullets we gonna shake
b*tch, i’m tryna get ate while i’m cookin’ some bacon (ha)
chop gon’ eat sh*t just like an owner (like an owner)
pull up in your town, we get to boomin’ sh*t (boom)
that sh*t that you doin’, that sh*t might get somethin’ out of me (yeah)
that’s right when we come, b*tch, we on no summer sh*t (on summer sh*t)
d*mn, ayy, the f*ck? i was finna say—
i thought the beat was almost gone (yeah)
i’m finna snap, ayy, ’til the beat go (no cap)
when i get on your ass, i be on
rock a big ship on me, i’m on defense (yeah)
wet him like some motherf*ckin’ water or sea fish (sea fish)
just ’cause i don’t talk don’t mean i’m p sh*t (ayy)
i’m in this ho, i’m gt (yeah)
we not the ones to beef with (six)
i got that pole with a 30, it’s under the pillow, that’s who i sleep with (on bragg’)
war with the city, ain’t callin’ no peace, bit’ (yeah)
the police diss you, you better not speak sh*t (don’t talk)
b*tch, i’m in a duck, i’ma tell her to eat d*ck (yeah)
i can’t f*ck with y’all n*ggas, y’all be on that lib sh*t (uh)
they change the code just like you bleed sh*t
he was dissin’ on fifty, you won’t get a sleep, bit’ (bruh, you won’t)
jump out the v, b*tch, i’m on that creep sh*t (creep)
i be f*ckin’ with that ho, she on that creep sh*t (what the f*ck?)
i hit up two like, we need a two*three deep (no cap)
don’t play with my top, i’ma make you delete, bit’ (delete)
no ray charles, you can’t see sh*t (can’t see)
if you play with my brother, get hit with the hit, b*tch (no cap)
[outro]
b*tch, i’m in that town (in l.a., b*tch, i’m stupid)
this that murder town (murder town)
we gon’ gun them down (brrt)
we in the v with h*lla rounds

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