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murder - rich kidz lyrics

[chorus: huncho kae & skooly]
if my n*ggas not the next to blow
then my n*ggas, we the next [?]
murder she wrote
and they say money is what move the gloab
and for that money, yeah, it’s murder she wrote
murder she wrote
and if this money make the world go round
then this flavor make your girl go down
murder she wrote
ain’t nothing but bosses in my circle
hustlers, ballers, and n*ggas [?]
murder she wrote
get your b*tch, for her p*ssy get murdered
look at my clique, we be k!lling sh*t, murder
get your b*tch, for her p*ssy get murdered
look at my clique, we be k!lling sh*t, murder

[verse 1: huncho kae]
i’m like f*ck it, roll another one
yeah, my clique is next to blow
girls like to smoke and drink, [?] like texico
if your man ain’t treating you right, i’ll treat you right, take you to mexico
if that b*tch ain’t acting right, you know kae don’t play [?]
they say money make the world go round
and i got the money to make it do it
they say [?] make your girl go down
come on, girl, get straight to it
she say she got all the [?], h*lla ay, all the j’s [?] it
i ain’t [?] ’cause she knew [?] she gon’ do it
just some young n*ggas, [?] bags like they beans
young n*ggas who on go, like the light green
and i’m gon’ ball out [?] f*cking team
it’s caution tape around the booth, ’cause it’s a murder scene
[chorus: huncho kae & skooly]
if my n*ggas not the next to blow
then my n*ggas, we the next [?]
murder she wrote
and they say money is what move the gloab
and for that money, yeah, it’s murder she wrote
murder she wrote
and if this money make the world go round
then this flavor make your girl go down
murder she wrote
ain’t nothing but bosses in my circle
hustlers, ballers, and n*ggas [?]
murder she wrote
get your b*tch, for her p*ssy get murdered
look at my clique, we be k!lling sh*t, murder
get your b*tch, for her p*ssy get murdered
look at my clique, we be k!lling sh*t, murder

[verse 2: skooly]
top of the morning
i hop out the porshe, it’s probably a warning
the money important, the passinger side, my b*tches are foreign
a blue rastifarian, i’m singing like marvin
get all of my dawgs and partners, they thinking ’bout barking and robbing
the benz, a h*ll of a feeling
ferenzics say that i k!lled him
excuse me, calumbia records, you got a murderer all in your building
i got that work, i got that work
might give you that work, might murk you a verse
nd knock you a hook out the [?]
[?]
don’t let your b*tch get the business
oh he mad, he think that i smashed
he all in his feelings
i probably did it
don’t talk to me ’bout no ceilings
ain’t got no roof on my building
i’m running my city, i’m feeling like diddy
the young n*gga did it
[chorus: huncho kae & skooly]
if my n*ggas not the next to blow
then my n*ggas, we the next [?]
murder she wrote
and they say money is what move the gloab
and for that money, yeah, it’s murder she wrote
murder she wrote
and if this money make the world go round
then this flavor make your girl go down
murder she wrote
ain’t nothing but bosses in my circle
hustlers, ballers, and n*ggas [?]
murder she wrote
get your b*tch, for her p*ssy get murdered
look at my clique, we be k!lling sh*t, murder
get your b*tch, for her p*ssy get murdered
look at my clique, we be k!lling sh*t, murder

- rich kidz lyrics

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