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murder talk - sp5derv1b3z lyrics

[intro]
gee i think we got one
six the don
[?]

[verse 1: sp5derv1b3z]
whole block get shut down
out of state out of touch now
sh*t i could’ve made the nfl cause i up the score when i touch down
got a call from a lil n*gga say them lil n*ggas acting tuff now
told his ass “i’ll be home soon, bet i make them calm the f*ck down”
choppa kickin’ at the opposition
tryna knock a n*gga whole buss down
what the f*ck?
bro this b*tch jammed
awe sh*t i think we f*cked now
nah f*ck that gotta buss back
put up tuff acting get buss downand it’s us back
got enough crack
by his nut sack
to go uptown

[verse 2: six]
n*ggas actin like they want it now
if he try run imma gun him down
back in the day was “choppa style”
we bring them choppa’s out and catch a hunnit round
on instagram they some f*ckin clowns
n*ggas know that we run the town
acting like they infront the store when we spin the block they not even round
like fah
knock his face mask off
i told you we get the last laugh ya’ll
pullin up in all the fast cars
walkin sh*t down like we can’t crawl
like who the f*ck stamped ya’ll
you bluffin ass n*ggas just act hard
now its your mans fault
cause we be them n*ggas you can’t guard
[verse 3:sp5derv1b3z]
you know a young n*gga certified
you can ask around and *bop bop bop*
spin that b*tch in a ready rental
had to tell these n*ggas i am not that
[?] pressure get applied
n*ggas run and hide
i go out of town
n*ggas come outside
imma play the ghost
they’ll never know
when a n*gga close
f*ck a n*gga mind
[chorus: nasg chaz}
i won’t post when i touch down
but you gon know when i touch down
it’s gon be alot of hearts broke
lot of sad post when i touch down
i won’t post when i touch down
but you gon know when i touch down
it’s gon be alot of hearts broke
lot of sad post when i touch down {verse 3: six}
if he rockin with six he bangin c out
all the way down to the land
told d*nice let me hold that drum
go dumb
that b*tch straight out of the band
n*ggas say that he gon rob me whenever he see me
i hope that the n*gga was playing
cause
you know that i stay with a bl!cky i gotta keep it with me like f*ck what you sayin
you know imma [?]
when i got the tool
you better play cool
that b*tch in my hand
b*tch you better move
when you hear that boom
pull up in that vroom
and i get the sprayin
they like “aw sh*t they did it again. why the f*ck they keep on spinnin the bend”
i gotta let these boys know i ain’t playin
[?]
put that on rell and a n*gga imma spam
i got some shootas who shoot on demand
one snap of a finger can get you a tan
i make a car i can put it in motion
run through the front
leave the backdoor open
he try run ain’t no question
i’ll smoke him
i had to let the b*tch know i ain’t jokin
[outro]
this that murder talk yea
this that murder talk yea
when we finna curve n*gga
you better get off there
this that murder talk yea
this that murder talk yea
when we finna curve n*gga
you better get off there
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- sp5derv1b3z lyrics

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