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murda mal - how you do that lyrics

[intro]
let me flame this wood up right quick
got jg in this b-tch with me, got lilscann in this b-tch with me
they be like, how the f-ck yall be doin that sh-t man? (mob)

[verse 1:]
they like murda how you do that sh-t?
boy how you run up on a check and give the crew that sh-t?
why you be thumbin through them hunnids yeah them blue back sh-t
how you be f-ckin n-ggas b-tches just to do that sh-t?
how you off purple everyday you look like kobe n sh-t
if he run up i d-mn near shoot sh-t like gin0bili n sh-t
boy talk to ya mans, n-ggas get hawked in the land
you could get lost in the land, jackfrost in the land
how im walkin round rollie on my wrist no tic got a frost on my hand, nah im goin just sayin
you could get lost in the land just for thinkin that the opps is ya mans
dont talk to the feds, rule #1 keep ya mouth closed n-gga dont talk to ya mans. (dont talk to ya mans)
matter fact talk to ya mans so they gotta bring chalk to ya mans
im a boss lil man, ima get a n-gga lost in the sauce, on the boss ion talk just sayin
smokin on gas
all backwoods no trash
ridin in the thing do the dash
shorty got -ss
i ain’t really care i got cash, if her friend ain’t with her i’ll p-ss
addicted to paper
n-ggas addicted to hatin
im just gon sip till im lazy, im smokin jamaican
i need my bands im impatient, i smoke on a pound cause its rainin
she entertainin
her name is cedric’s baby, she either from cali or vegas
og told me k!ll em
she told me cook good for dinner, man i should just rap to a sk!llet
yes im the winner
just wanna eat me for dinner, cause i touch more paper then printers
its true im a sinner, i touch more drugs then a chemist
im sick they gave tana a sentence
the choppa n fendi
n-ggas be actin like b-tches, im just gon hang with my benjis
this clip is extending, n-ggas is sweet as the candy and cause he catch bullets he randy, (mob)
n-ggas is hoes
i think these n-ggas is tranny, 2-3 in the clip is too plenty
pull up in a hemi
stomp on it twice n do wheelies, i said im the best in the city, b-tch
and theres drugs in this b-tch
we can have fun in this b-tch if you really wanna come in this b-tch
never run in this b-tch, ain’t gon lie lotta guns in this b-tch
we can stil have fun in this b-tch
mob in this b-tch, everybody gettin guala n sh-t
f-ck around be a problem n sh-t
we ain’t causin this sh-t, guess you can say that we be solvin this sh-t
get clapped like applause in this b-tch
tool with me n-gga, never doubt i got a pole on me n-gga
f-ck around be a surgery n-gga
murderin n-ggas, in the booth im like curry them n-ggas
f-ck around drop 30 on n-ggas
cake i feel like its murda birthday
never leave the 8 it feel like a n-gga birth place
ion know why goofy n-ggas try me in the first place, thats the main reason how ya momma with the hurt face
it ain’t nun nice foe nem runnin in ya workplace
with them poles out now a n-gga got the hurt face
n-ggas really fake so lets talk about the real, give a n-gga back his brother give a f-ck about a deal boy
ice on me till a lil n-gga got the chills
if ya b-tch gon go then a n-gga gotta chill. (gang)

- murda mal lyrics

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