murda cres. - yung lava lyrics
chorus: osama
murda cres, murda cres i think i need a murder beat
but f*ck that sh*t, i’m in the streets so these n*ggas don’t feel a g
murda cres, murda cres i think i need a murder beat
but f*ck that sh*t, i’m in the streets so these n*ggas don’t feel a g
verse 1: osama
doomztown, we ridin, late nights, we slidin
broad day, we firin, thats a man down, you hear sirens2
gang, gang thats a man down, you hear sirens
gang, gang thats a man down, you hear sirens
verse 2: yung lava
i’m hoppin out with that 4*0 and op got that long nose
catch a n*gga lackin in traffic, we smoke his ass like hydro
woah, this loud pack got my eyes closed
you sh*t sh*t with yo eyes closed, you f*ckboys, you high bro
like woah
verse 3: osama
my work weight, thats dry wall
don’t need a scalе, i eyeball
got dope hits in my [??}
likе woah
i rinse work til its all gone
then it’s back to that murder sh*t, for a couple racks, get your life hit
verse 4: yung lava
and i’m with them dogs like michael vick
and they shootin shots, all you hear is swish
i’m bout to take the plug for a couple bricks
cause we out here on that gang sh*t
chorus: osama
murda cres, murda cres i think i need a murder beat
but f*ck that sh*t, i’m in the streets so these n*ggas don’t feel a g
murda cres, murda cres i think i need a murder beat
but f*ck that sh*t, i’m in the streets so these n*ggas don’t feel a g
verse 5: ill god
when i punch in my car door, opens up n*gga jump in
pull up, hop out, 50 drum on the glock clip
gettin wet, like you swimmin n*gga, my 40 is the deep end
i slide when i’m preachin, catch a body on the weekend
i shoot n*ggas in the daylight, so when the sun out, he be sleepin
i’m a big dog, i’m ill god, n*ggas know i’m a demon
verse 6: yung lava
f*ck all of this sneakin
big guns, we be creepin, we catch a opp, he leakin, like woah
my n*ggas ride for no reason, we reckless n*gga, we catch a n*gga, we pepper n*ggas like seasoning
chorus: osama
murda cres, murda cres i think i need a murder beat
but f*ck that sh*t, i’m in the streets so these n*ggas don’t feel a g
murda cres, murda cres i think i need a murder beat
but f*ck that sh*t, i’m in the streets so these n*ggas don’t feel a g
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