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trippie redd - murder rate* lyrics

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[intro]
internet money, b-tch
ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy, ooh
ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy
big 14, know what the f-ck goin’ on

[chorus]
they don’t understand who i am
i had to wwe slam
down on these f-ck n-ggas, yeah, yeah
i said i up the murder rate, like, yeah
i said i up the murder rate, like, yeah
pull up with them glocks, n-gga like, yeah
pull up, send some shots, n-gga like, yeah
gun party, get popped, n-gga, like, yeah
i had the whole hood hot, n-gga, yeah
pull up on the block, n-gga, like, yeah
i love the way your body drop, yeah, yeah
the way it tumble then it flop, yeah, yeah

[verse]
i don’t have the time to be playin’ games with the opps
pull up with this chopper then i knock you out your socks (bah)
time is out for you motherf-ckin’ [?]
man, i swear to god, not on my knees, i’ll knock you out, yeah

[chorus]
they don’t understand who i am
i had to wwe slam
down on these f-ck n-ggas, yeah, yeah
i said i up the murder rate, like, yeah
i said i up the murder rate, like, yeah
pull up with them glocks, n-gga like, yeah
pull up, send some shots, n-gga like, yeah
gun party, get popped, n-gga, like, yeah
i had the whole hood hot, n-gga, yeah
pull up on the block, n-gga, like, yeah
i love the way your body drop, yeah, yeah
the way it tumble then it flop, yeah, yeah



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