DABOYWA - MURDER MURDER lyrics
[DABOYWA - MURDER MURDER lyrics]
The summer nights can even turn cold
In the streets of Philly where niggas
Don't even get to turn old
My heart pumping till it turn gold
You niggas stuck in neutral, I'm
Ridin' like fuck it, it's a long road
Shit I'm the one, I'm like the lost soul
In the middle with heaven and hell
See nigga, 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, nigga, 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 niggas
Riding through the city
Plotting on some of the niggas
That be thinking they gon' get me
I'ma run to you niggas
And that's a couple dead bodies
For a couple of niggas, 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 niggas better slow up
Before you bang the fuck out
I aim, let it flame
Blow your brains all the fuck out
All over your shirt
Since a youngin' I was buck wild
All up in the dirt, ma screaming
Get the fuck 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 niggas stay strapped
Blaze and I'ma blaze back
All over that yolk and get
Your motherfucking egg cracked
Northside a Berks Streeta
Southside a Eight Balla
Posted by the green gate, cops come
We scrape on 'em
Niggas dropping tapes on 'em
Trying to get us locked down
Snitchin' to the district
That's enough to get ya chopped down
That nine parabellum
Fuck around and get a nigga 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 nigga like-
In the streets of Philly where niggas
Don't even get to turn old
My heart pumping till it turn gold
You niggas stuck in neutral, I'm
Ridin' like fuck it, it's a long road
Shit I'm the one, I'm like the lost soul
In the middle with heaven and hell
See nigga, 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, nigga, 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 niggas
Riding through the city
Plotting on some of the niggas
That be thinking they gon' get me
I'ma run to you niggas
And that's a couple dead bodies
For a couple of niggas, 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 niggas better slow up
Before you bang the fuck out
I aim, let it flame
Blow your brains all the fuck out
All over your shirt
Since a youngin' I was buck wild
All up in the dirt, ma screaming
Get the fuck 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 niggas stay strapped
Blaze and I'ma blaze back
All over that yolk and get
Your motherfucking egg cracked
Northside a Berks Streeta
Southside a Eight Balla
Posted by the green gate, cops come
We scrape on 'em
Niggas dropping tapes on 'em
Trying to get us locked down
Snitchin' to the district
That's enough to get ya chopped down
That nine parabellum
Fuck around and get a nigga 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 nigga like-