Murda Blocc
(专辑: Brandon Banks - 2019)
[Maxo Kream:] It go boom, bitch Choppa street sweeper like a
broomstick Trigger Maxo, Waka Flocka Killed your partner, you ain't do shit Run it 'fore I
run out Sun up 'til the
sundown Run it 'fore I
run out Sun up 'til the
sundown I'm on murda block from the
sun up 'til the
sundown (Sundown) Thirty on my Glock, if you run up you get gunned down (Gunned down) Serving out my shop, better hurry 'fore I
run out (Run out) Heard you with the
opps, catch you with 'em, you get gunned down (Ayy, ayy) Like, what's cracking, bitch? Tommy, MACs and TECs, Nick Van Exel clips Dropping shit, slide in with the
stick like it's hockey, bitch Microwave, Orville Redenbacher, popcorn, popping shit Jigga, Dame, chopper rock a
fella, Houston rock it, bitch I'm on murda block, with the
Forum Park gorillas We got your homies shot, and you still ain't try to kill us Overheard the
opps, say they Kream Clique killa What they talking 'bout? They ain't kill no Kream Clique nigga Tote banana clips, catch a
monkey slipping, then we kill him We lurking on his block while he lurking on my Twitter Draco baby choppa, pull up to his casa, we can't find him Tryna hide, no problem, we 'gon pop his mama and his papa Shoot medulla oblongata, hit your noodles, spill your pasta They don't really want no problems, ask 'em how we did they partners Go dig your homeboy up, I
bet he can't say shit And if you looking for me, I
be with them Forum Park Crips (Ayy, ayy) I'm on murda block from the
sun up 'til the
sundown (Sundown) Thirty on my Glock, if you run up you get gunned down (Gunned down) Serving out my shop, better hurry 'fore I
run out (Run out) Heard you with the
opps, catch you with 'em, you get gunned down (Ayy, ayy) Like, what's cracking, bitch? Tommy, MACs and TECs, Nick Van Exel clips Dropping shit, slide in with the
stick like it's hockey, bitch Microwave, Orville Redenbacher, popcorn, popping shit Jigga, Dame, chopper rock a— (Who, who, who) [A$AP Ferg:] 7
AM, I
wake up to the
green, pick up my phone, hit Maxo Kream Thirty Crips, pack the
heat, sipping that Promethazine (Woo) Woof, woof (Yeah), woof, woof (Woo) Woof, woof (Right), woof, woof (Ah, yeah) Leave me alone, busta, don't get me fucked up Better leave me alone, brother, 'fore I
get you touched up We 'gon hit your auntie, uncle and your cousin mother It's the
jungle, keep some killers with us like like no other What's in the
backpack, Max? Hidden that shit Couple riders with that rat, make 'em backflip Leave 'em hanging off a
roof with a
bad grip All my niggas is the
truth, got a
bad clique Came from the
hungry ham, fuck them pigs, got us jammed Our dirty bastard leave 'em ghost like the
clan (Yeah) Bout thirty ratchets, clear this shit like Pakistan Kids offer the
cheesecake like Making The
Band [Maxo Kream:] I'm on murda block from the
sun up 'til the
sundown (Sundown) Thirty on my Glock, if you run up you get gunned down (Gunned down) Serving out my shop, better hurry 'fore I
run out (Run out) Heard you with the
opps, catch you with 'em, you get gunned down (Ayy, ayy) Like, what's cracking, bitch? Tommy, MACs and TECs, Nick Van Exel clips Dropping shit, slide in with the
stick like it's hockey, bitch Microwave, Orville Redenbacher, popcorn, popping shit Jigga, Dame, chopper rock a
fella, Houston rock it, bitch It go boom, bitch Choppa street sweeper like a
broomstick Trigger Maxo, Waka Flocka Killed your partner, you ain't do shit It go boom, bitch Choppa street sweeper like a
broomstick Trigger Maxo, Waka Flocka Killed your partner, you ain't do shit