Murderlane
Like straight up out the trenches they been shooting
Fifth grade n#gg#, i was holding 22’s
Eyes lazy, look like i got the flu
From the top to the bottom got me feeling like boosie bo
Lil bro pass me the blick he know what i ga do
Shoutout fathead he keep the 19 in his coupe
For a check you get blow like a flute
I ain’ wanna talk no more, i put that b#tch on mute
p#ss# boy you can’t walk a mile in my shoe
b#tch i lost my daddy in 010
If i miss i’ma spin the block again
I remember when i had to hop the fence
Now i freak out do the dash in the benz
I can’t wait ’til i doing shows for like 10
What you know ’bout water from the pump
Rats and roaches running around it look like the dump
40 glocks and they coming with a drum
If you slipping then you fall ain’t no joke where i from
Either basketball or you loading up them pumps
Imposter in the air it be stinker than a skunk
I remember living in the west
Four shots to he head then like three to he chest
I just tryna get to this check but people telling me i up next
I ain’t sweat just watch my flex
You rocking with the opps ten shots nothing less
Say ten shots nothing less
You rocking with the opps ten shots nothing less
n#gg#s always talking sh#t but when they see us they be scared
Cause they know how we get down we got them blicks up on our #ss
You feeling some type of way you can run up and catch this fade
You know bro he in the back ready to put the 19 on his head
n#gg#s always talking sh#t but when they see us they be scared
Cause they know how we get down we got them blicks up on our #ss
You feeling some type of way you can run up and catch this fade
You know bro he in the back ready to put the 19 on his head
Put the 19 on his head, put the 19 on this head, put the 19 on this head
Murderlane, borderside know we run the city red
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