Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Murda Music, artist - 03 Greedo. Date of issue: 17.10.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Murda Music |
| I’m pullin up in the rental, fucked around got it tinted |
| Ridin' round the whole city, tryna let off this fifty |
| This that GGE Drummer Gang, dirty money in rubber bands |
| Live a life you can’t understand, give a fuck what you overhear |
| You never come over hear, feel like the son of sam |
| Straight out the gutter damn, straight out the struggle |
| Missin' the piece out the puzzle, voice of the beast, fuck a muzzle |
| Went from a bum to a hustler, I never was a lil' buster |
| Really hustled on Kalmia, I really hustled on Croesus |
| I really thugged on Juniper, and trooped with them shooters |
| And some nights we ain’t catch shit, I won’t call it troopin' |
| But you know that we stupid, bitch you know how we do it |
| In the Jordan Down projects the concept is kill or be killed |
| Lost some dogs to three strikes, so we ain’t feelin' you Bill |
| All these White folks is askin' if we voted for Hil, yeah the coke and the pills |
| Mountain of drugs, I be makin' the deals |
| Start my own record label, fuck waitin' for deals |
| Seen my brother in the casket and it gave me the chills |
| Fake love and, that’s that shit you can feel |
| And as of late been in touch with most these peoples for real |
| If they speak on who ain’t troopin, tell 'em take you to kill |
| Lost Lil Money, said we used to feel related to trill |
| Fake and lies all I trust, 'cause niggas tell me the real |
| You know the type of shit you can feel |
| What do I say to his lil' sister, momma, granny, lil' girl? |
| I know if it ain’t nothin' then I’m finna get grilled |
| I’m in my feelings for real, hope you feel how I feel |
| Sorry granny but we finna go kill, we can’t let this chill |
| This that shit that I’ma play when I’ma spray some |
| I’m only troopin' with some niggas who won’t say some |
| Ooo gon' spray some, ooo don’t say none |
| This that shit that I’ma play when I’ma spray some |
| I’m only troopin' with some niggas who won’t say nothin' |
| Ooo gon' spray some, ooo don’t say nothing |
| Ooo, bet you would do it for a lil' money |
| Ooo, long live Lil Money, ooo just lost my lil' brother |
| Ooo, this that shit that I’ma play when I’ma spray some |
| I’m only troopin' with some niggas who won’t say some |
| Ooo go spray some, ooo don’t say nothing |
| Shit that I’ma play when I’ma spray some |
| Only troopin' with some niggas who won’t say some |
| Ooo gon' spray some, ooo don’t say nothing |
| Yeah yeah, just lost my Lil Money, yeah yeah |
| Ooo don’t say nothing, when I spray something |
| Ooo yeah, and we do it for a lil' money |