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murda b - on the radar radio freestyle lyrics

(grah, grah)
(grah, grah, boom)
(like)
()
(like)
(like)

why these n+ggas chatting like they caught a hit. was around and y’all wasn’t on sh+t. i catch me a… make ’em do a flip. headshot, then we got a dip (like). gun around my hip. smoking dead n+ggas out the zip. i ain’t dying so young i empty out the clip and go bend on the opps, leave ’em on the strip (like). yes, i f+ck with the s. bullets hitting ripping through his chest. say you smoke a who. n+gga, go get left. talking on the bro, gonna meet your death (like). and i know i put on for my block. i’m so hot throw a city on lock. don’t you stop running when i up this chop, murda b ring a bell don’t think i’ll ever stop

i don’t say the same sh+t every song. but these n+ggas, they never put on. if i catch me a opp then i’m getting it on. sayo was on me, he sending like 4. and that b+tch wanna match. sense some dissing, let’s talk on the facts. that b+tch steady talking got hit with the smack. all blessed skid up, i’ve been moving tact (like). and you know it, i’ma blow it. and i’m made for this sh+t, i’ma show. if i catch me a opp, and you know i’ma throw. top 2, not 2 and you already know it. f+ck the night, i’ma say it like that. run up on me and you know you get clapped. put me on a verse and you know i’ma snap (like). i’m the trump but i stay with a mac (like)

yes, i f+ck with the s. bullets hitting ripping through his chest. say you smoke a who. n+gga, go get left. talking on the bro, gonna meet your death (like). and i know i put on for my block. i’m so hot throw a city on lock. don’t you stop running when i up this chop, murda b ring a bell don’t think i’ll ever stop. (like grah, grah)

(like, every opp shot)
(grah)
(baow, baow, baow, like)
(everything dead)

- murda b lyrics

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