Murder Rap

Lyrics

(I'm gonna kill every one of you) Verse 1: This nigga MeyLo said fuck a J.O My people playing Halo while they bagging up the Yayo We still reckless, stones on my left fist King fish for breakfast, fam you can check this I do this, for niggas up top that you forgot Hand to hand kingpins that have a 7 figure spot My niggas movin' raw in the Gucci store My life is like a motherfuckin' social tour Keep livin' Lord, keep winnin' Lord Every day is motherfuckin' Thanksgiving Lord Uh, move illegal, lookin' regal My desert eagle same colour as Beanie Sigel Black Buick Regal got turned to a 'Lac Turned the 'Lac to a Lexus and that's a motherfuckin' fact I'm 'bout to turn the Lex to something topless Maybe a drop 6, doggie I got this Crime related, niggas hate it like I made it Factual thought can't get debated Broke walls when I concentrated It's like the cop was raided Actually opposite, I try to keep the block inflated Flooded like a Jacob Jesus, still rockin' pieces Mainly my silks, but got a couple snow beaches My cash right, my stash right My fast life, looking like a flashlight Peace to cocaine kingpins covered in Rayon That beat trial, hop in they whip and throw Mey on I spend racks on reptiles to cover my toes So imagine what I drop just to smother my foes Uh, move that flick, bag that lai Shorty thought I was Maurice Dubois (I'm gonna kill every one of you) (Now this is the way the plan'll work. This time, make sure they're all dead before you leave.) (I'm gonna kill every one of you) Verse 2: We known for ridin', you known for hidin' We raw supplyin', You law abiding We law defying Switch different frames, Cartier window panes I'm only stuntin', but I'm frontin' like my vision strains Same links, different chains all that I rock Mey lookin' like the Phantom with the Glock in the drop Use caution with extortion if you ever try to tax me I'll invite your family to orally relax me You could get slumped in the dump By a suspect who's outfit is functional art, uh Stacking bottles like we homeless Welcome back to New York, my niggas own this The rainfall make the ???? sippin' in hindsight Dwellin' on mistakes of the past, gettin' my mind right People twice my age call me Big Homie If you gotta ask why, you don't know me (I'm gonna kill every one of you) (This time, make sure they're all dead before you leave.)