Lil Wayne, N.O. Capo, Cory Gunz, Junior Reid - Murda lyrics
Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lil Wayne, N.O. Capo, Cory Gunz, Junior Reid - Murda lyrics]
Starting, why? Why?
Why? Yeah
First degree murder
Beg them nuh push it further
This a nuh beef, we make burger
The youths, dem strapped with dem burner
Uh, real niggas say soowoo
And such and such killed such and such
The streets talk and bullshit
Walks on crutches, but
It's strut to strut niggas panic
Button pressing the end is coming
Count your blessings
We living in the day and time
Where the ten commandments
Are now suggestions how depressing
How infested click-clack, pow, intestines
Bad bitches in flower dresses
With tight pussies i found the crevice
AK bullets move mountains
Break them bitches down to pebbles
That tough talk is like music to my ears
So keep it a capella based on a true story
We not worried, y'all too worried
I faced my fears and told
Them motherfuckers y'all too gorgeous
Dread head from New Orleans
Where the youth, them got two choices
Shoot, or get shot, or a nigga choose for you
We murdered them
First degree murder
Beg dem nuh push it further
This a nuh beef, we make burger
The youths, dem strapped with dem burner
First degree murder
Beg dem nuh push it further
This a nuh beef, we make burger
'Cause the youths
Dem strapped with dem burner
Yo, Tune point and I'm dusting niggas
I ain't talking lacing no marijuana
Soon as I hatched, I reigned like a quail
And gave two fucks, I ain't a koala
My uncle gangsta, but I make him nervous
All he see in my face is murder
Waste a burner is my waste a furnace
I pace and turn and she'll face the thermos
First birthday wish was getting caked up
Shoot a nigga, wake up on the wake-up
Lay down in a model bitch A-cup
Then I put pearls in a bitch like Jacob
Play tough, tape off of this tape-up
Race off like some motherfuckin' makeup
Take off, looking for something to take up
Get the paper or you goin' in the paper?
Not horoscopes, but in the horror scope
Pray to God you see tomorrow, nope
They gave my nigga thirty for a jar of dope
But do a nigga dirty with a bar of soap
Blowing so much, you sneezing dick
Believe in me, I don't believe in shit
Y'all pinching pennies? I'm squeezing drip
It's Young Money 'til I'm
In the freezer stiff, bitch
First degree murder
Beg them nuh push it further
This a nuh beef, we make burger
The youths, dem strapped with dem burner
First degree murder
Beg dem nuh push it further
This a nuh beef, we make burger
'Cause the youths
Dem strapped with dem burner
It's all about the money, nigga
Fuck the fame
Where we come from, shots ring, nigga
Broad day lil' woadie said he had a chance
He'd do this shit again
Poppin' pills for the pain
But still won't feel a thing
It's deeper than this rap
I'm in the back soaking game
Cartier frames got 'em looking at me strange
Why pre mostly heard and I'm rarely sane
Low-key can still get a brick off my name
Now I'ma tell you this here
For my youngin 'nem
The same ones I hung the corners with
Do numbers with if it ever was a problem
Watch 'em pull up quick
Caught an L sticking to the script
You know I switched we now switch
First degree murder
Beg dem nuh push it further
This a nuh beef, we make burger
The youths, dem strapped with dem burner
First degree murder
Beg dem nuh push it further
This a nuh beef, we make burger
'Cause the youths
Dem strapped with dem burner
Starting, why? Why?
Why? Yeah
Why? Yeah
First degree murder
Beg them nuh push it further
This a nuh beef, we make burger
The youths, dem strapped with dem burner
Uh, real niggas say soowoo
And such and such killed such and such
The streets talk and bullshit
Walks on crutches, but
It's strut to strut niggas panic
Button pressing the end is coming
Count your blessings
We living in the day and time
Where the ten commandments
Are now suggestions how depressing
How infested click-clack, pow, intestines
Bad bitches in flower dresses
With tight pussies i found the crevice
AK bullets move mountains
Break them bitches down to pebbles
That tough talk is like music to my ears
So keep it a capella based on a true story
We not worried, y'all too worried
I faced my fears and told
Them motherfuckers y'all too gorgeous
Dread head from New Orleans
Where the youth, them got two choices
Shoot, or get shot, or a nigga choose for you
We murdered them
First degree murder
Beg dem nuh push it further
This a nuh beef, we make burger
The youths, dem strapped with dem burner
First degree murder
Beg dem nuh push it further
This a nuh beef, we make burger
'Cause the youths
Dem strapped with dem burner
Yo, Tune point and I'm dusting niggas
I ain't talking lacing no marijuana
Soon as I hatched, I reigned like a quail
And gave two fucks, I ain't a koala
My uncle gangsta, but I make him nervous
All he see in my face is murder
Waste a burner is my waste a furnace
I pace and turn and she'll face the thermos
First birthday wish was getting caked up
Shoot a nigga, wake up on the wake-up
Lay down in a model bitch A-cup
Then I put pearls in a bitch like Jacob
Play tough, tape off of this tape-up
Race off like some motherfuckin' makeup
Take off, looking for something to take up
Get the paper or you goin' in the paper?
Not horoscopes, but in the horror scope
Pray to God you see tomorrow, nope
They gave my nigga thirty for a jar of dope
But do a nigga dirty with a bar of soap
Blowing so much, you sneezing dick
Believe in me, I don't believe in shit
Y'all pinching pennies? I'm squeezing drip
It's Young Money 'til I'm
In the freezer stiff, bitch
First degree murder
Beg them nuh push it further
This a nuh beef, we make burger
The youths, dem strapped with dem burner
First degree murder
Beg dem nuh push it further
This a nuh beef, we make burger
'Cause the youths
Dem strapped with dem burner
It's all about the money, nigga
Fuck the fame
Where we come from, shots ring, nigga
Broad day lil' woadie said he had a chance
He'd do this shit again
Poppin' pills for the pain
But still won't feel a thing
It's deeper than this rap
I'm in the back soaking game
Cartier frames got 'em looking at me strange
Why pre mostly heard and I'm rarely sane
Low-key can still get a brick off my name
Now I'ma tell you this here
For my youngin 'nem
The same ones I hung the corners with
Do numbers with if it ever was a problem
Watch 'em pull up quick
Caught an L sticking to the script
You know I switched we now switch
First degree murder
Beg dem nuh push it further
This a nuh beef, we make burger
The youths, dem strapped with dem burner
First degree murder
Beg dem nuh push it further
This a nuh beef, we make burger
'Cause the youths
Dem strapped with dem burner
Starting, why? Why?
Why? Yeah