Murder Fantasia

Doap Nixon & Nita Ni & Chinaski Black & Vinnie Paz - Rap
Murder Fantasia
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Duration: 2:44
Lyrics
[Intro: Vinnie Paz, (Chinaski Black)] Yeah, Musa, Stallone Chinaski Black (KTK! Tell 'em, Paz!) I'm tired of this church! (Yo, new era, we ain't talkin' 'bout fetti cash. New money, new everything!) Yeah [Verse 1: Vinnie Paz] Money talkin' 'bout the trap house Knowin' that his work stepped on like a frat house It ain't nothin' funny, akhi, ain't nothin' to laugh 'bout Muhfuckas shouldn't throw stones from a glass house John Uptight, this the fuckin' rabbit run Close range .38, Mark David Chapman gun The blicky left him with a half a lung I'm the high chief, you the bottom of the ladder [?] The work move fast, it send him another key [?] Shaggy with his Policia, it wasn't me Halal money, akhi, we count it at thе Laguna It's Sunnah if you use the miswak on the Jummah I'm always switchin' my speed I will pop him in his spinal cord, Christophеr Reeves Let me live, pa, get off my dick Ayo, Chinaski Black, pana, let me talk my shit Toma!
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Credits
- Writers
- Doap Nixon
- Nita Ni
- Vinnie Paz