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lp rambo - murder specialist lyrics

[hook]
murder specialist, just call me
skelly man did him bad, that’s all me
n+gga roll up here we get him rolled up
n+gga gotta show us, bro gone off him sho’nuff
make your brain a donut
might think i’m alone but broski right here poled up
smoked his ass, that wasn’t our fault he should have known us
can’t wait till i go up, n+gga finna go nuts
we just caught some skellys and we sparking up like “so what?”
[verse one]
caught a homicide, but i called that suicide
because if you come this way you must be knowing you a die
shoot my shot i always take a risk i’m playing do or die
that mean if i do not make that sh+t i’m getting crucified
murder specialist my dawg i do not got no human side
i just made thе nina and the switchy get reunifiеd
b+tch you better got your sh+t in order you’ll get threw aside
she asked when i’ll scoop, i’m always open baby you decide
she said come right now, then she text me eta
i said bae i’m 5 away, driving like it’s gta
i said how your brain, let me test it what’s your gpa?
hope they ain’t forget that it’s young six a n+gga gdk
i was in the raq just serving packs to all the fiends
this sh+t get scary like the fiend, you know what that f+ckin’ mean
boy we want everybody call that wwe
and i always get a lot that’s why the plug is loving me

[hook]
murder specialist, just call me
skelly man did him bad, that’s all me
n+gga roll up here we get him rolled up
n+gga gotta show us, bro gone off him sho’nuff
make your brain a donut
might think i’m alone but broski right here poled up
smoked his ass, that wasn’t our fault he should have known us
can’t wait till i go up, n+gga finna go nuts
we just caught some skellys and we sparking up like “so what?”
[verse two]
might think i’m alone p+ssy boy they in the cut though
we don’t f+ck with n+ggas claiming kts f+ck kutthroat
eat this f+ckin’ beat up boy where my lunch go
she just f+cked it all up hope you have some fun hoe
i had gave her passes almost more than 21 hoe
now you out here f+ckin’ on my opps i’m f+ckin’ done hoe
i be like “i didn’t smoke all day, what would 1 do?”
i ain’t even realize i ain’t clip the other one fool
posted up with 1 tool, posted with that life hack
n+gga get his life sn+tched it’s kicking like some hi+hats
22 still livin’ know them n+ggas do not like that
if you ask them who zipped up they bro they tell you i’m that
murder specialist, f+ckin’ skelly man
i got police watching can’t talk through the celly man
i need a graveyard tatted on my belly man
cause i done lost so many n+ggas, boy i tell you man

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