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lil' murda - pop sum (feat. baby gas & poowattado beatz) lyrics

[intro:murda]
told him not to play cause we gon pop summm, ayeee , we gon pop summm
temper turff in this b+tch , shoutout my n+gga “poo”
“hold up poo loop that sh+t”

[verse 1: murda]
told him not to play cause we gon pop sum (bahhh)
my youngin wanna do it ,he don’t cost nothing (calm down lil n+gga)
show him what it is to go and drop somethin
out here on the vista where them raz dumpin (bahh)
raz dumpin, (bahh) raz dumpin (bahhh) p+ssy n+gga i can f+cking hear your heart pumpin (peep game)
i ain’t nothing to a shooter boy to off somethin
they gave my brother all that time but they won’t stop nothin (ayee lil b)
aye we out here on the block like n+gga what it is ?
if we catch a opp slipping we gon sin again
1500 temper turff that be the f+cking clique
my brodie did a n+gga dollie with the f+cking stick (boom,boom,boom)
murda gang murda gang go ahead bang this
don’t act strangе p+ssy n+gga cause that flame lit
you see the mеx going up on some gang sh+t (gang)
but were the f+ck is them m’s , were them payments ?
i’m my section n+ggas know that we tame sh+t
(blahh) give that b+tch boy a face lift
my n+gga poowattado let that bass hit
ain’t no n+ggas like me stop with that lame sh+t
we really do them walk up when we spray sh+t (bahhh)
if that boy meet the floor then he stayin (stay right there)
i heard your homies told the cops what we came in (snitch)
so we switchin out them whips , f+ck you sayin? (sayinn) [hook: murda] (x2)
i be were you laying , trying to pop sum (boom)
you don’t want it with me so just stop frontin (stop it)
all about that gun play we won’t stop coming (no we won’t)
if you drop that location , then we all coming (all coming)
[verse 2: baby gas]
snotty nose i got addicted to the fast life (huhh)
keep a glizzy with a pole and a flashlight (boww)
couple shot have a n+gga doin the running man
suckas still outside we gon come again
i got my shooter on the line i’m to the neck doe (neck doe)
i got a shooter ima shooter ima let go
my lil bro he quick to pull up for respect doe
my dawg will pull up to b+tch into a petco huh
if you know me it’s a .40 not a .9 n+gga (.9 doe)
i love this b+tch but i don’t even got no time with her (time with her)
cause i gotta leave the hoe when i slide with her (slide with her)
tell her this is for the score and drop a dime with her
look that’s 1, that’s 2 ,3 and 30 (yeahh) i touch 2 every stone that’s 60 birdies (huh)
i wake a b+tch up for a bag of [?]
anything else is not my job , word to freddy (huh)

[hook: murda] (x2)
i be were you laying , trying to pop sum (boom)
you don’t want it with me so just stop frontin (stop it)
all about that gun play we won’t stop coming (no we won’t)
if you drop that location , then we all coming (all coming)

- lil murda lyrics

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