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JayDaYoungan

Murder

 

Murder

(Album: 23 Is Back - 2021)


Uhh
Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh
Jah, eat it up
Jahmoni, who that is?

They know that its murder, when them niggas see me
No rats in my circle, all these niggas cheesy
Smoking on that purple, barney what I'm chiefing
Go check on yo mans, pick him up, make sure he breathing

We took some to leg, should of been the head, that shit was petty petty
Could of end up dead, we ain't ain't scared, bitch, we steady stepping
Look me in my eyes, it's homicide, bitch, I'm ready ready
Catch him by his dreads and leave a mess like spaghetti-ghetti
Don't ask why I throw fours up, bitch, I'm from that southside
They act like they know us, bitch, I'm really bout mine
Tag a nigga toes up, and left a nigga mouth wide
Quarantine over with, so tell that bitch come outside
Pole my magic stick, so when I blow this bitch go volià
He say he want smoke, we make him choke, he gon' get high high
Close range blood stain, we left him looking tie dye
He want beef? I slide with five guys and I don't believe in drive-bys

They know that its murder, when them niggas see me
No rats in my circle, all these niggas cheesy
Smoking on that purple, barney what I'm chiefing
Go check on yo mans, pick him up, make sure he breathing

We love to up the score like these bitches love Sosa
In love with my pole like these junkies with the coca
Jig, He is sick wit the stick, no Ebola
He caught a couple body shots, we tried to hit his throat up
This shit ain't a game, bring major pain, I run with soldiers
He was speaking on my name, I brung that flame, that nigga froze up
Steady reaching for some fame, his head the only thing getting blowed up
Steady reaching for a chain, I take a brain, them bitches know us

They know that its murder, when them niggas see me
No rats in my circle, all these niggas cheesy
Smoking on that purple, barney what I'm chiefing
Go check on yo mans, pick him up, make sure he breathing
They know that its murder, when them niggas see me
No rats in my circle, all these niggas cheesy
Smoking on that purple, barney what I'm chiefing
Go check on yo mans, pick him up, make sure he breathing

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