MURDA STORY E

How the fuck is game boy? You be fucking with the opps. Pussy ass niggas cold as can't turn to a Cop. Drain his blood and wipe his nose. When we shoot him with the Mossberg. Bleach my hands, change my clothes. I can't catch another charge. I got felonies on felonies, can't make no more Mistakes. I'ma rap about my life, just make sure My brothers safe. If they got the weapons then Weird, just make sure you aim. Heard you had that cut up on your wrist, Then let the killer get away. Pussy ass nigga, you a snitch. These goofy ass clips saying fuck a weapon, You is what you lacking I ain't changing on The fuckin' move, I came up out a trap. I feel all the hood niggas, getting famous with A strap. God, I'm signing Double Gang. That's K Double Double. 'Cause that's hundred thou', I came gun, I got no pop. No more bang bang. If that shit don't have you riding then I Promise it ain't bang. You was riding with us hunting, now he acting Like he can't. Don't be fucking with these niggas, Man, I swear they all rats. I just went to trial like that. Why you lie like that? This nigga heart don't Match his mouth, he smiling on the spot like That. Mad checks, blood checks. Like Nike, I can do it. Trying to build him some courage, yeah, plug let's Get to it. Steady hating on a nigga, but His bitch fuck with my music. Hunnids in my Pocket, ooh, I see the blues. Why the fuck you lying? Who the fuck you Trying? I told them free my nigga Melly, I got murder on my mind. Swear they killed my son right and they seen The blood up in my eyes. I seen the demon in me, tried to run, Got shot up in his back. I been off these pills everyday, my mind ain't Been on shit. My grandma married my granddad, Now my last name switch to Mitch. And you know the real for real, bitch, we Lit. I can't switch. But this talent that I'm blessed with got your Bitch up on my dick. Twelve clashed me off That corner, I was out there selling sticks. Ass nigga with a whole bunch of hits. I can't get real up in this studio, he Playing both sides of the fence. I got a loaf out his crib. I can't catch him, catch his bitch.