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waka flocka flame – murder lyrics

[hook x2]
i got life in the trunk, 30 stacks in my pocket
chopper in the back seat, my young n-gga gone pop it
15 he gonna murder some, 16 he gonna murder some
17 he gonna murder some, 18 he gonna murder some

okay, i’m double cup im leanin real n-gga im winnin drake drizzy he leanin that young n-gga we throwin money
blowin blunts and f-ckin b-tts chief keef like captain morgan waka flocka like diamond rubbies
yeah n-gga we buyin weed charlie brown he brought the brown high as f-ck we fallin
out shout out to my n-gga froggy he would’ve seen how im gettin flimed gettin p-ssy and
throwin bottles with my n-gga weezy and lil mike pause n-gga he out the lot yea n-gga we
in the plot

i got life in the trunk, 30 stacks in my pocket
chopper in the back seat, my young n-gga gone pop it
15 he gonna murder some, 16 he gonna murder some
17 he gonna murder some, 18 he gonna murder some

[verse 2: waka flocka flame]
he threw his set up in the air, i put my pistol in the air
let him know i’m strapped in here, he can lose his life in here
he can die tonight in here, hit him with a f-cking beer
my young n-ggas got no fear, i got the check over here
put that kush off in the air, i don’t really give a f-ck
how you really from wichita? man i wish a n-gga buck
i got four sips in my cup, 3 bad b-tches in my beer
red tips off in my clip, on my l phant sh-t

[hook x2: waka flocka flame]
i got life in the trunk, 30 stacks in my pocket
chopper in the back seat, my young n-gga gone pop it
15 he gonna murder some, 16 he gonna murder some
17 he gonna murder some, 18 he gonna murder some

[verse 3: chief keef]
i got pistol in my pocket, pull it out and pop it
my young n-ggas wilding in chiraq catching bodies
gbe, we mobbing, chief sosa co-starring
my n-ggas tote pistols, it’s a issue, please don’t start ’em
them pistols get to popping, bodies get to dropping
smoking wheezy, feeling gucci, on that we be steady mobbin’
like flocka, oh let’s do it, cl!ck clack, who you with?
a lot of hundred shots, and a bunch of n-ggas can shoot ’em

- waka flocka flame lyrics

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