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mr serv on - murder lyrics

[featuring magic]

mr. serv on:
say young ken’oe
give a little something i can f-cking roll to

some murderous type sh-t
i got a little something on my chest and i gots to get it off
see n-gg-s playing you wanna play?
y’all think we slow down here tell you what
ken’oe we gonna turn my
naw wait ken’oe ken’oe hold up
i got something stay the f-ck right here
stay the f-ck right here

magic:
serv serv on, serv, say bro, let’s go bro
i just saw them n-gg-s bro,
let’s go get them stupid -ss motherf-cking n-gg-s

(chorus)
murder, murder, where they at?, (ah sh-t) i see em’
(there dey go) (there dey go)
murder, murder, p-ss me them thangs, i’m gonna get em’
(p-ss me them thangs) (let me get em’)

mr. serv-on:
see me, i’m a little n-gg-
and i ain’t never had sh-t, but now i’m the best
so ain’t sh-t for me to give it all up
for this motherf-cking tank, around my f-cking chest
when y’all see it, y’all see diamonds and gold
when i see it, i see a bunch of rowdy motherf-ckers just (?)
see the colonel, he don’t start no sh-t, but wait a minute
you motherf-cking talking about the motherf-cking tank, this n-gg- love
me most of all, so watch this n-gg- finish
we like to go scr-p for scr-p, blow for blow
when i see you n-gg-, i told you i was gonna get you
i don’t give a f-ck about you or your hoe
cause i’m the type of n-gg- that’s gonna finish this sh-t
i go from town to town, if i want to f-ck you up n-gg-
i slap you and your motherf-cking b-tch
see talk about n-gg-s down south, we slow, (what’s happening)
but watch me wake up n-gg-
and i’m gonna show what we do n-gg-, what up, you wanna go?

chorus 4x

magic:
yo, you better back the f-ck off me
if you know me then you know my rap
i be that step on your chest, until you lose your f-cking breath
b-tch, i huff, and i puff, until you shiver in fear
you looking for that bulldoser, mr. magic is here
now who want to test me?(wha?), who can the best be?(who?)
who from that lower 9, a lot of f-cking gr-ss be
who do them b-tches be jocking and flocking round to come see
who got them thug n-gg-s jumping (magic!), that’s me

hi, what happening, have y’all seen me in them videos
floss around with a lot of hoes, smoking on that fire doja
sh-t, you can come over here if you wanna, you’s a gonner,
i don’t need no pistol b-tch, i’ll put these f-cking hands on ya!

chorus 4x

mr. serv-on:
see i call myself a soldier, y’all call me a thug
f-cking young silkk told me be the f-ck you gonna be, f-ck the love
i (?) my tank, i only want love from n-gg-s doing time(25 to life)
sh-t n-gg-, keep doing your push-up’s,
i’m gonna keep busting these b-tches, that hate my kind
some b-tches told me when you see us, y’all gonna start busting
n-gg-, i heard that sh-t before,
n-gg- my baby cry, my old lady at home [f-ck for show]
see n-gg- i got pampers to buy,
my little nephew need a new pair of shoes
so n-gg- f-ck you, the magazines, and the motherf-cking news
y’all n-gg-s make alb-ms, put em’ out, and they don’t sell,
(that ain’t my fault)
i met a n-gg- two weeks ago,
put em’ out now n-gg- and this n-gg- got million dollar stories to tell
i f-ck with a n-gg- named p with gold teeth in his mouth
and a n-gg- like c-murder who love the motherf-cking south
so what the f-ck y’all ‘bout?

chorus 4x

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