lirik lagu where you goin – cruddy murda
[intro: cruddy murda & semihomie]
d*mn, aye cruddy
uh, on the men
aye homie what’s up bro?
you know what i’m on man [?]
and i’m back [?]
(this an anti beat)
long live brodie, sh*t getting wicked
gah
(this is petro gang)
on the men
[chorus: semihomie]
n*gga i go in amiri and spend your life, that sh*t ain’t ’bout nothing
this b*tch think she something she ain’t nothing [?] lil’ ass be lying [?]
n*gga i might be parked behind your car, you ain’t pulling off
we ran off from his house we ain’t got no gas we cutting the car off
we hashtag n*ggas we making ’em (hashtag gang)
bro chasing down n*ggas like he play for his coach
keep f*cking around ap in [?]
you know it’s exotic whatever i tote
hop out in the rain, i know he gon’ slip
bro tryna stop every car he [?]
just took down a n*gga for a [?]
i be burning hеr out but in public i’m bro
[verse 1: cruddy murda]
[?] risks so i never be lacking
just madе four bands it’s a ten what i’m packing
my pockets [?]
[?]
we turn the steppers to victims
i heard some sh*t had to get right with him
murda off drank don’t matter he can hit you
tell you some sh*t [?] k!ll you
d*mn
i see death everytime i pour red
got shot in the arm should’ve been in his head
[?] oop with the opps so i left her on read
i leave sneaky with missions he never getting scared
at war with the city gon’ say n*ggas scared
[?] got sent to the moon younging thought he was [?]
[?] died i’m sending a blitz
i got a [?]
put shorty against me i want you to die
i told her i’m tryna f*ck you and [?]
[?] fn it go through your vest
whole fit amiri my fit cost your mortgage
sipping this [?] it’s eight in the morning
[verse 2: semihomie]
putting the switch on my g22
he going off b*tches he loose
[?] the sh*t out her old friend she really my boo
slime out n*ggas i’m clutching her through
this n*ggas some b*tches i’m screaming out “f*ck”
i’m off this perc’ and she [?]
sh*t slow he tryna sell his weed off his ‘gram
she say “homie my n*gga your number one fan”
n*gga you ain’t active so f*ck what you saying
you know i get busy put some dirt on my hand
’bout to take down a n*gga get back in and talk
’cause you ’bout to die and you know that’s your friend
we don’t be spilling them bodies and ducking the law
this n*gga keep tipping on my d*ck think he the law
f*cking [?]
i’m f*cking with murda he pour up by the four
[chorus: semihomie]
n*gga i go in amiri and spend your life, that sh*t ain’t ’bout nothing
this b*tch think she something she ain’t nothing [?] lil’ ass be lying [?]
n*gga i might be parked behind your car, you ain’t pulling off
we ran off from his house we ain’t got no gas we cutting the car off
we hashtag n*ggas we making ’em (hashtag gang)
bro chasing down n*ggas like he play for his coach
keep f*cking around ap in [?]
you know it’s exotic whatever i tote
hop out in the rain, i know he gon’ slip
bro tryna stop every car [?]
just took down a n*gga for a [?]
i be burning her out but in public i’m bro
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