YoungBoy Never Broke Again, Trippie Redd - Murda lyrics

[YoungBoy Never Broke Again, Trippie Redd - Murda lyrics]

Oh oh well, yeah yeah dubba AA-Flex
Oh wit' it, anything wit' it
Takin' my time wit' it
And I ain't scared to die

I told 'em I'm dyin' wit' it
I'll never change up
They say that how I'm livin' that
I need to wake up
I'm slangin' that iron wit' it
They'll never frame us
They want me dead but I ain't scared
I got my change up this Is The Sound

It's a murder, yeah, they
Screamin' out murder, yeah
They steady screamin' it's a murder
They gotta take my soul
I been thuggin' since a youngin'
Motherfuck which way he go, yeah yeah

Motherfuck that talkin'
Run down on him hunnid shots on dat drum
Said they want me but I ain't scared
We go to war where I'm from
Most of my niggas up in jail and
Half got killed by a gun
187 we be wildin', all I know is redrum
When I say that it's up they gon' it lay down
2 up under my belt, we don't play around
400 shots in the car when it go down
Step on all of them before the sun down
Steady talkin' like he wit' it
He say he gon' kill me
You know for a fact I don't stand down
Bust your head for my nigga
I shoot 'til it's empty
Ain't no shakin' back when I run down

I told 'em I'm dyin' wit' it
I never change up
They say that how I'm livin' that
I need to wake up
I'm slangin' that iron wit' it
They'll never frame us
They want me dead but I ain't scared
I got my change up

It's a murder, yeah, they
Screamin' out murder, yeah
They steady screamin' it's a murder
They gotta take my soul
I been thuggin' since a youngin'
Motherfuck which way he go, yeah yeah

Pussy nigga it's a murder, 187
Send your ass to heaven
And send your family blessings
Hit you with the Smith and Wesson
Or beat your ass
Like Tekken Told your pussy ass to check in
That's what you get for flexin'
I told you I was destined
I told you I was stressin'
Not too rich to tote my weapon
Five-Seven cave your chest in
Pop you niggas send a message, all
For the love of the murder, murder
Man, I got no time to play
Know I keep a fuckin' K
And it'll blow your fuckin' brain away
Trippie insane
No I never changed, just got some change
Ain't nothin' to get you wacked off, act hard
It ain't chess it's checkers bitch
Nigga at all
Better live your fuckin' best life, Lil Duval
Like Cleo, it's 1400
800 gang, bitch we set it off

I told 'em I'm dyin' wit' it
I never change up
They say that how I'm livin' that
I need to wake up
I'm slangin' that iron wit' it
They'll never frame us
They want me dead but I ain't scared
I got my change up

It's a murder, yeah, they
Screamin' out murder, yeah
They steady screamin' it's a murder
They gotta take my soul
I been thuggin' since a youngin'
Motherfuck which way he go, yeah yeah

This Is The Sound

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