Four five nine
Parlano mi viene mal di testa
Merda, usciti dalla merda
Murda
Yeah
Yeah
Boy
Questi parlano mi viene mal di testa [testa
Usciti dalla merda [merda
Gira la prima a destra
Mal di testa
Ti lascia i buchi in testa
Questi parlano mi viene mal di testa [mmh
Usciti dalla merda [yeah, yeah
Gira la prima a destra [yeah, yeah, wo
Wowo, mh [murda, murda, murda
Mal di testa [wo, wo, wowo
Ti lascia i buchi in testa [questa merda
Uno, due, tre, quattro, mic checka [checka
Diamanti dalla merda [merda
Sì ti mirano in testa
Sì sulla mia g merda
sh#t gangsta [gangsta, gangsta
In quattro su una Jeep
La tua b#tch sì mi checka
Ah
La tua sh#t sì mi annoia [noia, noia
La tua b#tch sì chе noia [ok
Non fare la bad sei solo una capricciosa
Chiamo il mio slime, Curry, Kobе ti colora
Ayo b#tch [ayo b#tch
Lo vuoi lo stick
Qui si muovono quick [wo
Con un blick
I miei amici poco sobri [sempre in tuta
E quando conto sono viola
Pensavi fosse loyal
M’ha detto “sputami in bocca” [oh sì baby
Se la vedo faccio swerve
Troppo drip
Copia le mosse [mh, mh
Sì la borsa frate è Goyard
Parlan di che? Cosa?
Chiudi la bocca, fotte sega [ah ok
Questi parlano mi viene mal di testa [testa
Usciti dalla merda
Gira la prima a destra
Four Five Nine
Uh rollie, rollie
Mal di testa
Ti lascia i buchi in testa
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Murda4x Lyrics English
Four Five Nine
They speak to me headache
Shit, come out of sh#t
Murda
Yeah
Yeah
Boy
These speak to me headache [head
Out of sh#t [shit
Turn the first to the right
Headache
Leave you the holes on your head
These speak to me headache [mmh
Out of sh#t [Yeah, Yeah
Turn the first to the right [Yeah, Yeah, Wo
Wowo, MH [Murda, Murda, Murda
Headache [wo, wo, wowo
He leaves the holes in his head [this sh#t
One, two, three, four, Mic Checka [Checka
Diamonds from sh#t [shit
Yes they aim for you in the head
Yes on my G sh#t
sh#t gangsta [gangsta, gangsta
Four on a jeep
Your b#tch yes me check
Ah
Your sh#t yes bore me [boredom, boredom
Your b#tch yes who boredom [ok
Don’t make the bad you are just a capricious
I call my slime, curry, kob muro colors you
Ayo b#tch [Ayo b#tch
You want the stick
Quick [wo are moved here
With a blick
My little sober friends [always in suit
And when I count I’m purple
You thought it was Loyal
He said “spit me in my mouth” [Oh yes baby
If I see it I do swarve
Too drip
Copy the moves [mh, mh
Yes the friar bag is Goyard
Parlan of what? Thing?
Close your mouth, f#ck Sega [ah ok
These speak to me headache [head
Out of sh#t
Turn the first to the right
Four Five Nine
Uh rollie, rollie
Headache
Leave you the holes on your head
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LUCA 459 Lyrics – Murda4x