Mo Murda

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[Intro] Murda, mo murda, mo murda Murda, mo murda, mo murda [Chorus] When you get money like I do Then they gon' think you 'lluminati Lost Money Du, now I'm back sippin' juice I ain't been linking with nobody Screamin', "Murda, murda, mo murda Mo murda, murda, mo murda Mo murda, murda, mo murda" [Verse 1] Dumping ashes at your grave I roll this blunt up on a Bible Wish I was with you everyday My lil bro think I'm suicidal Since the day you left shit never been right They blame me for your death Say I sacrificed your life I should have been the one that's dead instead With a bullet in my head Startin' to think they right [Chorus] When you get money like I do Then they gon' think you 'lluminati Lost Money Du, now I'm back sippin' juice I ain't been linking with nobody Screamin', "Murda, murda, mo murda Mo murda, murda, mo murda Mo murda, murda, mo murda" Bеrettas, Dracos and burners Mo murda, murda, mo murda Mo murda, murda, mo murda Mo murda, murda, mo murda Gun shell, raisе hell for my brother [Verse 2] Dumping ashes at your grave I roll this blunt up on a Bible Wish I was with you everyday My lil bro think I'm suicidal Loadin' switches, totin' rifles Like how you let them take my brother Malicious thoughts, we kill for hire We scream, "More money and more murda" Since the day you left, shit never been right They blame me for your death Say I sacrificed your life I should have been the one that's dead instead With a bullet in my head Startin' to think they right [Chorus] When you get money like I do Then they gon' think you 'lluminati Lost Money Du, now I'm back sippin' juice I'ma let your daughter live but your son gotta die Murda, murda, mo murda Mo murda, murda, mo murda Mo murda, murda, mo murda Berettas, Dracos and burners [Verse 3] Fuck karma then anour, I'ma take it up with God I'm not an angel or a saint if I can't get through Heaven's gates You can see me down in Hell with the guys Fuckin' bitches, smoking weed, totin' fire (Look) It's hard to tell a youngin, "Slow down, stop killing" I lost my brother and my friend, I understand and I feel 'em You got a choice to take the stand and raise your hand to be a witness Or you can be a suspect and turn this killer to a victim I know sometimes I rap on tracks and I contradict Gun smoke, murder, drugs like a hypocrite I never tell you what to do I only tell you what I does Big locin' with the cuz I'm a hypocrip You'll never know the pain over murder victim mama Somethin' difficult, your brain suicidal causin' trauma FN and Beretta, SIGs, you put one up in his wig But what about the nigga kids growing up without a father Let go and let crazy like his foster making right Yeah motherfuckin' right, how the fuck is that gon' solve it? Don't give a fuck about a pastor, God forgive and I don't They say black lives matter, well, my black opps don't Say you your brothers keeper, is you down to do the time? And you get caught up by the people You gon' said you drop a dime? You gotta drop a time aside or you gon' hop up in they ride? I know some nigga sayin', "Chill, let it ride, let it slide" Same niggas never kill, never ride, never slide Better do it for your sister, for your brother, for your mother You don't do it for your loved ones, better do it for your pride I'ma let your daughter live, but your son gotta die [Outro] Fuck karma then anour, I'ma take it up with God I'm not an angel or a saint if I can't get through Heaven's gates You can see me down in Hell with the guys Fuckin' bitches, smoking weed, totin' fire (Look) It's hard to tell a youngin, "Slow down, stop killing" I lost my brother and my friend, I understand and I feel 'em I know sometimes I rap on tracks and I contradict Gun smoke, murder, drugs like a hypocrite You gotta get back for your folks I respect that shit that most Been crippin' with the locs, I'm a hypocrip
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- Maxo Kream