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murda b - face of the blunt lyrics

[opening]
glah glah
gang gang b+tch like
glah glah glah
(goronthetrackb+tch)
gang gang gang, like
grahh

[chorus]
it’s me, yeah i’m back and i’m better
see an opp, he get popped through his sweater
i still be outside, no matter the weather
he be talkin’ to hot like he think imma let him
and dee lotti, he really a b+tch
when i catch you, leave you in a ditch
dissin’ my deads, imma back out the sitch
and they like, “yo murda, you really that b+tch”
[verse]
2 chops when i spin through the block
i been fienin’ to catch me a opp
yus gz, you the face of the bronx?
better watch out if you don’t wanna bе the face of the blunt g poppa, this sh+t got a kick, mix him with lotti this sh+t got mе sick
i catch a sweeper, knock him out his kicks
and i’m dumpin’ on anyone who smokin’ jayripk
he get shot if he f+ck with the gz
imma hit him, leave him in the tzz
mhady gon flock every opp that he sees
when i back out the grip, he gon run like woo lotti

[verse 2]
f+ck yusef, he shot
like f+ck rah rah, he popped
that lil n+gga better get out his house
and go spin through a block for lil rah
and “shhh” he got poked in his class
if you smoke rippy, then you meetin’ matt
face of the bronx, ya’ll know where he at
bullets gon’ hit him and f+ck up his tats
see an oy, leave him on his back
see a ob, imma let it clap
if i don’t got the gun, he get beat on the map
imma use both my hands, i ain’t usin’ the scap
notti a b+tch, he got took off the map
dd he cappin’ you never on that
cause if you was in the train station with your brother
there would’ve been two o’s in a pack
[closing]
grrah
like, grrah
like, grrah
you know what the f+ck we doin’
suck my d+ck, oyk, n+gga
s+double+m, grrah
cod, grrah

- murda b lyrics

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