Murder Game Lyrics

Y'all making this shit more serious than what it need
to be,
Dough. Quit playing with me,
New niggas hatin', wait, I know what's wrong now
Watch cost a restaurant,
Pinky ring a condo
Better hand cuff her 'cause we're taking niggas bitches
Choppers snappin' like we tryin to take you niggas
pitches,
The dealer shit keep whipping with me like a slave
master,
You kill that nigga now, you get paid after,
Not only I told niggas I show niggas
How to purposely shit on gold diggers is you absolute
nigga
I bought you round rose sippers
I don't do too much talking, I smoke niggas
Yeah, welcome to the land of the lost,
It was they block, but we ran them niggas off,
It was his bitch till that pinner in my Porsche pulled
up,
Like oh, forget that broke nigga, f*ck
I like to play but nowadays I mostly coach niggas,
Don't speak no beef under the rug we approach niggas
like what?

Hey hey, what you said Lord nigga?
For less then that people end up dead Lil nigga Streets wanna know if you really getting paper,
Uh baby mother you're f*ckin with hotel you take her
If you don't keep with a hundred, streets wanna know
that
Run you out your on hood, nigga you can't go back,
My name ain't on papers my nigga I ain't no rat,
Money too bigger, my pocket I can't fold that
Uh nite time shooter out niggas bustin teks
They credit cards scamin or their bustin checks,
We killed them in the hood like what the f*ck is next,
He make me sure we eat, so show the plug respect,
And them niggas you look up to their look up to me,
Probably the only rapper that show you how to cook up a
key
Disco's out to doughs that you choose to use disrespect
through views,
On a real nigga like me,
I'm getting money saluted if you feel just like me,
Say what's up if you trying to make a few mills just
like me, yeah
Streets wanna know nigga
Streets wanna know nigga.

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