C Murder

Lyrics

[Intro] (This is a Dolan Beats production) Yeah Yeah I'm still out on bond nigga Fifty, yeah ClayCo (Nutso ThugN checking in, you know I'm rocking with Nino, blatt) Sito, Sito, Sito [Chorus] Murder, murder You fuck with the gang then you know you get murdered Shoot you on camera, do you like C-Murder Most of yall niggas yall really unheard of I'm ten toes down, man you know that's omerta You fuck with the gang then you know you get murdered Always shot to kill, that's capital murder I post with young slimes, he be throwing up murder Stay strapped up, I be toting them burners I'm fronting them packs, man you know I'm no server You fuck with the gang then you know you get murdered Baby bottlеs filled but you know it's no Gerber Try to sеt me up, you ain't getting no further Foreign hoe trapping you know she from Persia Put ten on your head and you know you get murdered [Verse] 187, man you know that's a murder Throwaway phones, man I need a new burner I done did a lot of shit that I know you ain't heard of These niggas toting fires, they ain't catching no murder Back to back whips and they filled with them burners All of my niggas be toting pistolas Got a big FN, I ain't doing no holster Got some real mob ties, know this shit Cosa Nostra I lay on the dead man I feel like a vulture Shoot his ass up, now his ass on the poster He acting fake tough now we finna' expose him You loving them hoes but I'm keeping shit kosher Slime his ass out, Akademiks gon' post you Trap got a line, man this shit like a drive-thru You posted with him then that nigga gon' die too Got old head partners and them niggas gon' slide too [Chorus] Murder, murder You fuck with the gang then you know you get murdered Shoot you on camera, do you like C-Murder Most of yall niggas yall really unheard of I'm ten toes down, man you know that's omerta You fuck with the gang then you know you get murdered Always shot to kill, that's capital murder I post with young slimes, he be throwing up murder Stay strapped up, I be toting them burners I'm fronting them packs, man you know I'm no server You fuck with the gang then you know you get murdered Baby bottles filled but you know it's no Gerber Try to set me up, you ain't getting no further Foreign hoe trapping you know she from Persia Put ten on your head and you know you get murdered [Outro] (Welcome to Clayton County, AKA Jurassic Park)