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lirik lagu murda story – thf zoo

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[intro]
mm*mm*mm*mm
yeah, keep that right there
wop (louie bandz made another one)

[verse]
how the f*ck you gang, boy, and you be f*ckin’ with the opps? (f*ckin’ with the opps)
whole goofy*ass n*gga caught a case, turned to a cop (he 12)
drained his blood and wiped his nose when we shoot him with the mops (shoot him with the mops, grrah)
bleach my hands, change my clothes, i can’t catch another charge (you know that)
i got felonies on felonies, can’t make no more mistakes (on gang)
i’ma rap about my life, just make sure my brothers straight
if he got them racks, then get up with him, just makе sure you hit his face (the bag, wop, wop)
you had thе gun up on your waist and let the k!ller get away (goofy)
p*ssy*ass n*gga, you a squeeze cheese goofy*ass b*tch (goofy*ass b*tch)
stay the f*ck away from me, you is what you hangin’ with (stay the f*ck up off my d*ck)
i ain’t changin’ on foenem, who i came up in here with (who i came up in here with)
i told all the hood hoes i’m gettin’ famous with this d*ck (i’m gettin’ famous with this d*ck, on god)
i’m screamin’, “gudda gang (gang), thf or death (gang), otf”
’cause that’s the only block i claim (gang, gang)
every gun i got go “flrr, flrr,” no more “bang, bang” (fah)
if that sh*t don’t have you cryin’, then i promise it ain’t pain (i swear)
he was slidin’ with us, huntin’, now he actin’ like he can’t (nah, he can’t)
don’t be f*ckin’ with these n*ggas, man, i swear they all lame (goofy)
i just went to trial like that (like that, you know that), why you lie like that? (like that, wop)
’cause n*gga heart don’t match his smile, he smilin’, i’ma smile right back
mask, check, gloves, check (check), like nike, i just do it (just do it)
just tryna build up him some courage, don’t get influenced, let’s get to it
p*ssy hatin’ on a n*gga, but his b*tch f*ck with my music (ha)
i got these hundreds in my pocket, up this roll, watch me dump through it (wop, p*ssy)
why the f*ck you lyin’, who the f*ck you tryin’? (what?)
i told ’em free my n*gga melly, i got murder on my mind (free slime)
went and k!lled my son raheem, they seen the blood up in my eyes (b*tch)
seen the demon in me, tried to run, got shot up in his spine (bah)
i been off these pills, every day my mind ain’t been on sh*t (ha)
my grandma married my granddaddy, so now my last name switched to [?] (you know that)
and we [?] for real, for real, b*tch, we lit (for real)
wop ain’t switch, but this talent that i’m blessed with got your b*tch up on my d*ck (on gang)
12 sn*tched me off that corner, i was out there sellin’ mix (i was out there sellin’ mix)
you just a goofy*ass n*gga with a whole bunch of attempts (with a whole bunch of attempts)
it get real up in this field, he playin’ both sides of the fence (b*tch)
i got his lo’, sat at his crib, if i can’t catch him, catch his b*tch (f*ck ’em)
nah, that’s why they can’t sit next to me (big zoowop, b*tch)
can’t no n*gga sit next to me (uh*uh)
i’m in v.i.p. off ecstasy (okay)
allah keep on blessin’ me (wop)
n*ggas left me out here to die (go)
i swear this sh*t brought out the best of me (b*tch)

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