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sob x rbe - screamin murdah lyrics

[intro]
cal-a made that beat i had to trip on it

[chorus: slimmy b]
ah, your n-gga died, n0body slide, n0body slid for ’em
better stay up out these streets if you ain’t built for ’em
my n-gga gone, i keep that pole, i’m in the field for ’em
any n-gga disrespect his name, i gotta k!ll for ’em
my lil’ n-gga lost his brother and i feel for him
’cause i been through that and i know you can’t heal from it
i told him drop a body f-ck dropping tears for him
load that chop, grab that glock, hit they block screaming murder

[verse 1: slimmy b]
glock 43 baby hide it in the birkin
cookies or the runtz every time a n-gga burning
remember i was on the block broke i was hurting
now it’s g-wagon, s coupes when i’m swerving
all in my lane broke n-gga stop merging
word through the grapevine i got these sucka n-ggas nervous
finna buy my b-tch a new whip, she deserve it
tryna feed a opp the whole clip, he deserve it
gotta watch my back i can see these n-ggas turning
they tryna take my style i can see these n-ggas learning
a n-gga slide on me, i’m sliding back, that’s for certain
load that chop, grab that glock, hit they block screaming murder

[chorus: slimmy b]
your n-gga died, n0body slide, n0body slid for ’em
better stay up out these streets if you ain’t built for ’em
my n-gga gone, i keep that pole, i’m in the field for ’em
any n-gga disrespect his name, i gotta k!ll for ’em
my lil’ n-gga lost his brother and i feel for him
’cause i been through that and i know you can’t heal from it
i told him drop a body f-ck dropping tears for him
load that chop, grab that glock, hit they block screaming murder

[verse 2: yhung t.o.]
another sucka lost his life but i ain’t feel for him
’cause i got n-ggas that been k!lled so i’ma k!ll for ’em
mama struggling tryna smile but know she still torn
and his daddy ain’t want him but he was still born
feel alone up in this world, n0body care for ’em
russian roulette with .38, n0body there for ’em
tears rolling down his eyes, he took another shot
and loaded up that glock, let’s take a trip and watch somebody drop
this for my n-ggas in that jungle living hopeless nights
and watched a part of yourself leave once you took a life
still got pain up in my heart that i disguise
but when i seen his mama hurting, i couldn’t look her in her eyes

[verse 3: daboii]
slide for me when i’m here, not when i’m gone b-tch
n-ggas won’t, yeah okay, that’s what y’all don’t get
was finna throw this rap sh-t in the garbage, bro said don’t quit
got four or five n-ggas on my list with this four nick
i just took my b-tch to the old town road
your b-tch cheat on you with me, you ain’t know that though
if i ain’t secured the bag, i can’t go back home
in real life you’s a b-tch, n-gga lower that tone
and f-ck dropping tears, we tryna drop a n-gga
legit pressure applies, we the reason why the opps be distant
we can have the same d-mn clothes, but i’ma rock it different
find out where you sleeping, we gon’ leave him wit’ no pot to p-ss in, b-tch

- sob x rbe lyrics

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