Murder Rate

Lyrics

[Intro: Big Opp] (Twelvo made this shit bang) Opp, Opp, Opp, Opp, Opp, uh Big Opp, ayy, uh Opp, uh [Chorus: Big Opp] Fly to New York and link with Stunna, can't get a Glock, I grab a shank Let a nigga play with me, I bet his ass gon' die today I'll kill a nigga anywhere, don't give a fuck about the state Ain't pushin' peace, I'm pushin' violence, bitch, increase the murder rate Steppin' in blood, that's the shit I like to do Niggas get bored and get high, bitch, I get bored and I go shoot Lookin' for opps, the first one that I catch, I put him on the news He was a goofy 'til his ass got clapped and now he famous too [Verse 1: Big Opp] I'm fresh as fuck when I pop out, Amiri jeans, they filled with racks My opps be broke, a bunch of crackheads with some guns, how weird is that? The opps, they hate the fact I'm rappin', know I'm runnin' up a check Bitch, I rap and I still clap, no lackin', get y'all dumb ass stretched (Opp) [Verse 2: Stunna Gambino] My shooter don't sip liquor, he sip mud Came up in that drug zone, they ain't show no love, no Me and Opp go switch for switch, go drum for drum I could teach you how to make a hundred racks, I stay with road runners These niggas dyin' for clout, they dyin' for pussy He ain't know how to use that switchy, man, his bitch ass died a rookie (Frr, frr) In L.A., I'm with gang, in the Trackhawk switchin' lanes (Skrrt) Bitch, it's us, who is they? Walk in the opp block, chain swing, uh Keep that shit on, keep my bitch in Rick Owen She be tip-toein', all the opps get shit on All the opps get hit up with a Micro Drac', we raise the murder rate Walk him down, head tap (Frr, frr), he gon' learn today [Chorus: Big Opp] Fly to New York and link with Stunna, can't get a Glock, I grab a shank Let a nigga play with me, I bet his ass gon' die today I'll kill a nigga anywhere, don't give a fuck about the state Ain't pushin' peace, I'm pushin' violence, bitch, increase the murder rate Steppin' in blood, that's the shit I like to do Niggas get bored and get high, bitch, I get bored and I go shoot Lookin' for opps, the first one that I catch, I put him on the news He was a goofy 'til his ass got clapped and now he famous too [Outro: Stunna Gambino] Keep that shit on, keep my bitch in Rick Owen She be tip-toein', all the opps get shit on All the opps get hit up with a Micro Drac', we raise the murder rate Walk em down, head tap, he gon' learn today