DABOYWA – MURDER MURDER

DABOYWA – MURDER MURDER Lyrics

Artist: DABOYWA
Song: MURDER MURDER

The summer nights can even turn cold
In the streets of Philly where n#gg#s don’t even get to turn old
My heart pumping till it turn gold
You n#gg#s stuck in neutral, I’m ridin’ like f#ck it, it’s a long road

sh#t I’m the one, I’m like the lost soul
In the middle with heaven and hell
See n#gg#, only god knows
When your time gon’ come

And your eyes roll straight to the back
Now you seeing all black
That mac go lean and that nine go clap
This that murder murder music to rewind you back

Put that Ruger all up to you, watch your mind go splat
All over the wall, n#gg#, all over that raw
It’s the same ‘ole Meek, still the same OG
Got that crack music, listen, let your brain OD

I’ll be playing low key
Me and one of my n#gg#s
Riding through the city, plotting on some of the n#gg#s
That be thinking they gon’ get me

I’mma run to you n#gg#s
And that’s a couple dead bodies for a couple of n#gg#s
G’yeah, monster
Sitting like a mobster

Revolver on my lap
Barrel full of Black Talons
I lick it at your squadron
Roll up, like hold up

Start spitting while I’m driving
Peel off then roll up, you n#gg#s better slow up
Before you bang the f#ck out
I aim, let it flame, blow your brains all the f#ck out

All over your shirt, since a youngin’ I was buck wild
All up in the dirt, ma screaming, get the f#ck out!
North where I was raised at South Philly I played that
Wherever I’m around I hold it down like a wave cap

Yeah, my n#gg#s stay strapped
Blaze and I’mma blaze back
All over that yolk and get your motherf#cking egg cracked
North side a Berks Streeta, Southside a Eight Balla

Posted by the green gate, cops come, we scrape on ’em
n#gg#s dropping tapes on ’em
Trying to get us locked down
Snitchin’ to the district

That’s enough to get ya chopped down
That nine perebellum, f#ck around and get a n#gg# momma cerebellum
They ain’t riding, man they tellin’
I be sliding with a seven, all titanium

Big boy sound, jump around when I’m flaming him
Me I play my role, getting hoes like I’m Chamberlin
Same one you kissed, same one that give me cranium!
Every time I touch a gun, all I hear is Damien

Tryna pipe me up to rock a n#gg# like-
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Release Year: 2020

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