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og boobie black - murder game lyrics

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the streets know the real ballers hanging with a n-gga
i ran through them cuts and hallways with them k!llas
7 you can get the 2-50
stone had the best cocaine in the city
i came up in a dangerous environment
kept a cutta close cause you n-ggas do the most
foreign cars pullin up thats money on your block
thats them bread winners got them b-tches by the flock
if you bout yo hustle i gots bs white and purple
we cookin dope, bet not play cause i’ll hurt you
og b00bie black i’m in love with the game
if that b-tch do you wrong do that b-tch the same thang

yeah thats yo n-gga what you gone do about him
another n-gga k!lled em and the hood knew about it
pressure on you n-gga ain’t no time to think none
better ride for yo n-gga put the murder game down
you a b-tch n-gga should’ve stay on the porch
got up in the game and dont even know the sport
ride for yo n-gga thats how the game go
if you fall on yo n-gga you’s a mothaf-ckin hoe

kevin gates :
when in the slum we keep the heat
(?)
and if you wanna take a life come try and take mine
(?)

in the barbershop fresh tape of loose fallin on the margielas
got a vic driving me around cook dope beige leather park tissue
k!lla stone call a time out
bring in bounds imma go get it
16 6’3 jumped to 85 round a corner still cl!ckin
whole maryland got the trap house boomin you can slide thru and come with it
in miami bought another mansion all i had to do is hand em 2 tickets
i’m a rock seller from the block
still weighting gram on the clock
i call pull up beamer 650 foreign car doors ain’t got a lock
in a sky dweller with a fine devil go sky dweller make em watch
still get food stamp cards yeah buying baking soda by the box
bomboclat man a bad man
p-ssy what still of a no that
heady had boy want fo test a diamond t–th big and go brah

yeah thats yo n-gga what you gone do about him
another n-gga k!lled em and the hood knew about it
pressure on you n-gga ain’t no time to think none
better ride for yo n-gga put the murder game down
you a b-tch n-gga should’ve stay on the porch
got up in the game and dont even know the sport
ride for yo n-gga thats how the game go
if you fall on yo n-gga you’s a mothaf-ckin hoe

4 n-gga kick a compet-tion in the vet trunk hold pressure
breat aluminum 22s 3 piece forged (?)
jack boys on the

on dewright street in dekalb county high speed chase got arrested
hop on 2 85s james bond coupe still flexin
is it ever heaven for a gangsta sittin hear thinkin when i be stressing
cellphone behind the jail wall
son the heat gonna just bless em
ctc walking sh-t down standin up in they chesses
og b00bie black taught me that the game chess never no checkers
boy skrt down get out yo feelings fore a real n-gga molest you
pray the rap game hurry up looking over shoulders and sections
while in bgs juvenile detention (?) bread winners (?)
tweaked out to make some bleed leave you leakin right where they catch you
pinocchio 4 4 long sneeze on you no effort



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