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retro jb - murder rate lyrics

verse 1: retro jb
when we run up on you better duck
ain’t no dissing i don’t give a f+ck
them b+tches they knowing wassup
ima big dog lil n+gga you a pup
she ride on my d+ck like a horse
with the whip he jumped out the porsche
we riding deep no honda accord
can’t f+ck no n+ggas they bores
do a murder this is a k!llzone
your homies you probably don snitched on
for the summer had to put the drip on
that’s your b+tch well i guess you did wrong
glock 26 get a n+gga knocked off
running through walls like hot sauce
bad b+tches wanna get a n+gga topped off
she in the room she said chow chow
stop flexing n+gga you don lost
n+ggas talking they ain’t finna pop out
n+ggas dumb like the f+ck is you doing
im f+cking 2 girls and i do it congruent
she in my bed she got to drooling
ball up in queens like patrick ewing
i don’t want your hoe you can keep her
got bodies on me like a reaper
my ar it still gotta peeper
you know when i shoot it’s lethal
my brother shoot the chopper like he stupid
fell in love with the bag like cupid
let’s switch up the whip left him clueless
i switched up the whip left him clueless

- retro jb lyrics

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