| I Woke up this morning with murder on my mind
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| My nigga boutta hit me with another throw away burner around 9
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| So I get up get back on my shit
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| Working off a pack never had no brick
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| 17 homeboys up in the clip
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| Before I beg like a bitch I’m a hit me a lick
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| On everythang
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| Lay you on that stretcher man
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| Bust that thang or rest in flames when you disrespect the game
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| Can’t do that don’t sell cocaine
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| Cock that four fifth back and aim
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| Do my dirt all by my self
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| No witnesses to say my name
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| I’m fresh up out a city where most niggas broke
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| 60% unemployment… why you think we sellin dope?
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| Lil kids walk around with that issue pistols you gotta tote
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| Don’t get caught sleepin these G.I. |
| streets’ll leave you comatose
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| I got my gun you got your gun but will you bust your burner
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| Niggas pack heat but they don’t really want that murder murder
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| I got my gun you got your gun but will you bust your burner
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| Niggas pack heat but they don’t really want that murder murder
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| Aye bitch fuck with me what’s up
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| I’m… not gonna let bitch niggas knock me off my grind
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| Off my Grind
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| Woke up this morning with murder on my mind
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| Nigga I’m knee deep in this beefin
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| Out here creepin and squeezin
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| Give a nigga one reason Ill leave niggas leakin
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| Aye bitch fuck with me what’s up
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| I’m… not gonna let bitch niggas knock me off my grind
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| Off my grind
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| Woke up this morning with murder on my mind
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| Nigga I’m knee deep in this beefin
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| Out here creepin and squeezin
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| Give a nigga one reason Ill leave niggas leakin
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| Aye bitch fuck with me what’s up
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| How many niggas can remember the
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| First time you had to ride out on your enemy
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| Ski mask over my skull to cover my identity
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| I’m a make these niggas bleed and vacate the vicinity
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| Bustin off that chopper my knocka
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| Never been no thang to me
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| You can add me up I’m straight 100 and its plain to see
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| Let’s talk with heaters you can miss me with that fakery
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| These niggas really ain’t the killers that they claim to be
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| Chillin on a back street loadin up the black piece
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| Bout to go and hit em with his execution
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| And don’t get caught up in the middle
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| Cause the bullets gonna riddle
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| You can forget about a resolution
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| I’ll send a nigga to his maker
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| Get away with the paper
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| And disapear into the night like a ghost
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| One false move and that’s all she wrote
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| 100 thousand niggas in this city
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| Over half them of them mutha fuckas probably comin at my throat
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| I pack my toast bust I my burner
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| Niggas pack heat but they don’t really want that murder murder
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| Bitch one more time I said
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| I pack my toast I bust my burner
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| Niggas pack heat but they don’t really want that murder murder
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| Hey bitch fuck with me what’s up
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| I’m… not gonna let bitch niggas knock me off my grind
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| Off my Grind
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| Woke up this morning with murder on my mind
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| Nigga I’m knee deep in this beefin
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| Out here creepin and squeezin
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| Give a nigga one reason Ill leave niggas leakin
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| Aye bitch fuck with me what’s up
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| I’m… not gonna let bitch niggas knock me off my grind
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| Off my grind
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| Woke up this morning with murder on my mind
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| Nigga I’m knee deep in this beefin
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| Out here creepin and squeezin
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| Give a nigga one reason Ill leave niggas leakin
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| Aye bitch fuck with me what’s up |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Murda On My Mind , by - Freddie Gibbs. Song from the album Midwestgangstaboxframecadillacmuzik, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп