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crank dat - nwm cee murdaa lyrics

[intro:]
b*tch ass n*ggas, ayy
hey, [?]
murdaa, murdaa, 30
grrah, grrah

[verse:]
next n*gga diss kayo, swear to god, gon’ be the next to die
pull up on the side, get close, open door, and see what’s in his ride
looked and seen four people inside, so i make sure four people died
there’s too many created players up on they side, they ass keep multiplyin’
opp b*tch, yeah, i heard you bite it
yes, my name big murdaa, bite me
yes, i still be swervin’, bite me
big bentley, suburban, baby
opp got two opp b*tches, come over here and let me church it, lady
but i’m really satan, don’t play too much, ’cause i may hurt you, baby
opps be tryna’ talk, but they can save it ’till we see each other faces
i up this glock, made him milly rock, then we gon’ up that, leave him faceless
his doors is bulletproof, we cracked every window on that black truck, blaze it
don’t f*ck with 4k trey, but n0body safe when we come point these lazers
momma asked am i racist, ’cause she know her son done only k!ll n*ggas
bucked the glizzy, my hand was by the slide, i f*cked around and crushed my fingers
but i rather be like that than like lil’ dude brains, half way missing
i took a shot then fired some back, i ain’t like these n*ggas, i swear i’m different
who really moochin’ gravy?
who really strikin’ hemi’s?
’cause i got 35*hunnid, tell ’em bring that straight and let me get it
i ain’t get this for the opps, lil’ n*gga, i’ma use this as my rental
but just know whenever we done, i’ma burn it when we finished
[chorus:]
it’s big murdaa in this ho
n*gga, i’m not jokin’, bro
tried to get up close, hit his do’ and made him stick and roll, man
he like skrrt, boy, get outta’ there
two hit, then one grazed his hair
left bruh so icy on the ground, he shoulda’ signed to gucci mane, la’flare
alphamega in this ho
trap a new opp that i smoke
lil’ b*tch had the drop [?]
three more opps to roll, and i’m like ayy
swipe that k, big six
rell got hit all in his sh*t
juicy ass got overk!lled
tell the truth, don’t know which opp is next
i’m bouncin’ out on toes
don’t care if it’s hot or cold
yeah, i’m gdk, still f*ck the [?], that’s why i crack two fours
ayy, n*ggas wanna’ be me, alphamega, i’m that n*gga
he got cracked, ain’t even know, free cyraq and some instant k!llas

[outro:]
free cyraq!
ayy, ayy, ayy, instant—
ayy, murdaa, murdaa, 30
murdaa in this—, ayy
uh, uh, uh, ayy, ayy
uh, uh, ayy, that superman that—, uh
now watch me—, ayy, brrr, uh
ahaha, smack ‘dat
ayy, murdaa!
f*ck the opps
baow, baow, baow, baow

- nwm cee murdaa lyrics

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