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nwm cee murdaa – prison (outro) lyrics

[intro]
neco `bout to shoot y`all
murdaa
bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
30, hit, gang, gang, gang

[verse]
i was 14 caught me my first pistol that b+tch was a nickle
turn 15 pop me my first n+gga, turns out he was snitchin`
turn 16 brought me in the [?], turn me to the system
ain`t write no statements so they certfity me, put me with the biggies
17 i was in that jam thugin` with my kitchen, with no guns if we see the opps we pull up and stick `em
1 on 1 imma give you lessons how to thug in prisons
just remember you gon` make it far if you sit down and listen
cell block 1 i just popped a bar i`m high as a pigeon
wasn`t scared, i had h+lla scars came from fightin` them n+ggas
if you ain`t with it then be who you are cuz the nurse different
i went to war b+tch i`m that n+gga on the streets and in prison
hit the bricks, popped a whole lotta n+ggas i fought
ain`t no guns in prison but on the streets i got that r
come thru blastin` n+ggas and taggin` n+ggas just like his dorks
why you was in that system, hoes f+ckin` n+ggas her p+ssy tart
you in jail [?] on talkin` on nurder b+tch keep it up
pay my brother pack a noodles and burger to beat you up
you peep me lean and off my cup and truck kick back and i`m stuck
i catch you leanin` up on the block pullin` up put you in the char

[outro]
boom, boom, boom
murdaa

- nwm cee murdaa lyrics

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