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murda town - bway yungy lyrics

[intro]
he was talkin’ sh*t
yeah, turn me up brando (brando, what this hittin’ for?)
(n*gga, ain’t no one keep playin’ with me, i’ma show these n*ggas what’s up)
ayy, say, brando, n*gga, what it’s hittin’ for?
i’m still that certain n*gga from the jungle
(my n*gga brando been sick with it)
every n*gga been talkin’, man, that sh*t ain’t stoppin’ (what? uh*uh*uh)
you hear me?
if you ain’t hear me, i’m from the six, n*gga (mhm)
every n*gga f*ckin’ rich, n*gga
yeah, yeah*yeah*yeah
[verse 1]
he was talkin’ sh*t, got sent to the grave
big choppers to his face, broad day, he got to lay
choppers on the interstate, me do the race, i see the jakes
he gon’ get it in today, me seek him, that’s on tay tay (hold on)
n*gga, this that creep sh*t (life is serious, thug)
oh, i’m who you want beef with (wеll, that’s his big bro)
run down and just seen him (they got me f*cked up)
n*gga ain’t thе one to be played with, i’ma show you n*ggas what’s up

[chorus]
daddy gangster, mama flawed, the child wreckless and wild
he come from a murder town where there’s k!llers involved
in front your house they stalk you out, waitin’ on you to come out (boom)
then, they take it on (skrrt), then, they skrrt off

[verse 2]
choppers out, n*gga, we gon’ swing
f*ck you and that sh*t you claim
goblin gang, that be the gang
dissin’ us and still gon’ bang
speak facts, speakin’ on my name? can’t come back, he lost his brain
ain’t blood in? then, you can’t hang
my heart is full of pain
mind set on [?], k!ll
disrespect me, then, i will
i swear, my heart pump no fear
huh, all night stalkin’, tryin’ to to f*ck up the drill
they just gon’ pop out when we outside, we ain’t shootin’ at this girl
hit the corner, pop out on her, smoke that boy, marijuana
you know you can tell that n*gga dead if you see the corner
talk that sh*t like i came back from dead, they won’t put me under
i would tell you how many n*ggas heads we done took up off ’em
how many n*ggas got hit up with led and they still talkin’?
them n*ggas ain’t hardbody, them n*ggas zombie walkin’ (what else)
them n*ggas ain’t got no bodies, can’t say who really got ’em
and, you can go ask my mama, mad max, i been a problem
[chorus]
daddy gangster, mama flawed, the child wreckless and wild
he come from a murder town where there’s k!llers involved
in front your house they stalk you out, waitin’ on you to come out (boom)
then, they take it on (skrrt), then, they skrrt off
daddy gangster, mama flawed, the child wreckless and wild
he come from a murder town where there’s k!llers involved
in front your house they stalk you out, waitin’ on you to come out (boom)
then, they take it on (skrrt), then, they skrrt off

[verse 3]
ain’t got no pics at all, let’s see what they ’bout
hop out, chase ’em down
stand over him, he fall
war wounds like a soldier, i made it four
trenches, i made it out, but, i still keep my rod
no love, i’m forever scarred (woo)
we put that stick on boy
make lil’ whodie hold that noise
send him a trip to the lord
oh, lord, oh, lord
caught that boy in his yard try to leave that b*tch in his car

[outro]
ayy, but, you know, you know we thugs, n*gga
yeah, it ain’t no runnin’ n*gga
catch a n*gga, just dump it, n*gga
ya hear me?
free them guys

- bway yungy lyrics

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