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lilrizz9 - lmgk, pt. 2 (murder business) lyrics

[intro]
jumpout, jumpout
jumpout, jumpout, jumpout gang
jumpout gang, we jumpin’ out to take that risk
and we gon’ tap that switch, there ain’t no duckin’ from that sh+t

[chorus]
murder business, we be on they block for five days straight
next time we take that trip out north, we might equip the drac’
we been had videos on tape, i swear you n+ggas late
that n+gga wore a f+ckin’ scr+pe, soon as i hit the brakes (mvmbo)
i lost bm, sh+t f+cked me up, i charged it to the game
ain’t got no b’s or no attempts, can’t even say my name
these n+ggas runnin’ with they b+ttons’, talkin’ bout hall of fame
n+ggas had my drop, but f+cked it up, i walked out with that flamе

[verse]
whiteboy by my side, we playin’ ninеty, we ain’t come to play
sh+ ain’t shut his mouth til’ they stand over like, “n+gga, what you say?”
we jumpout, bro go this way, and i’ma take this way
we got every lo, from pop’s crib to granny’s, where you lay?
won’t take too long to get it done, but just don’t rush it
i threw a brrr on the back of a .23, that sh+t start jumpin’
this sh+t still deep, ’cause my cousin in the public, you know i’ma up it
and i got a drum in this b+tch, there ain’t no way i’ma stop dumpin’
we went from bendin’ in them chevy’s, to bouncin’ out the benz
bendin’ on the 7 five days straight, like where the f+ck lorenz?
he at the gate and felt b+ttons, god forgive my sins
bully lucked up on walton st, sh+t they near grazed his head
who the f+ck is these north n+ggas claimin’ that it’s beef?
next time we slid out north, had n+ggas runnin’ with they heat
watch you want the kia boy, or srt jeep?
five k!llers, walk a n+gga down with lanvins on my feet
but i don’t like to get dressed, we dress n+ggas up
trollin’ ’bout that bus sh+t caught up to ’em, we turned ’em angel dust
we done bent the whole west, where they can’t f+ck with us
i like to get up close range, and tell ’em, “hush it up”
hush your mouth, pop that sh+t that you was poppin’ in
last n+gga tryn’ bend my side, he never bent again
it’s a bag up on his top, now i’m gon’ reel ’em in
young boul kept on sayin’, “f+ck the 9,” we fed ’em more than ten
i ain’t f+ckin’ bippin’, leave that for the other side
he dissed lil baz, that’s the same sh+t that got his brother fried
they don’t speak on lil ky, ’cause they know n+ggas died
pick a side, d+ck ridin’ the c’s, lil nephew scared to slide
[chorus]
murder business, we be on they block for five days straight
next time we take that trip out north, we might equip the drac’
we been had videos on tape, i swear you n+ggas late
that n+gga wore a f+ckin’ scr+pe, soon as i hit the brakes
i lost bm, sh+t f+cked me up, i charged it to the game
ain’t got no b’s or no attempts, can’t even say my name
these n+ggas runnin’ with they b+ttons’, talkin’ bout hall of fame
n+ggas had my drop, but f+cked it up, i walked out with that flame

[outro]
lmgk n+gga

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