| Million dollar nigga, why that boy still walk around with that Glizzy?
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| 'Cause I’ma stop a nigga, I done came way too far from the trenches
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| We handle and clear the business
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| We dogs, them niggas vicious
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| We ballin', get all them bitches
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| Yeah, I ran up them bands
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| Got rich, took care of the fam
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| That lil' hoe say I’m the man, these bitches know who I am
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| He play, we give him ten, we wrap that boy like
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| We never duckin' no wreck, nigga, we ready to slide
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| I run up that money, yeah I took flight (Gone)
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| Used to post up on that corner, damn near all night (Uh-huh)
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| Like fuck the other side, them niggas know it’s on sight (Fuck the other side)
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| Now I got Murda on the beat so it’s not nice
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| Still I’ll put a murder on your street for the right price (Gang)
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| This Glock got more rounds than Fight Night (4X)
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| She a freak, she wanna fuck 'cause of my ice, ice (Ice, ice)
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| I know they ain’t see this shit comin' like a blindside (Uh-huh)
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| Yeah, uh, uh
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| Ain’t no need for no duckin' them
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| Shootin' fuck then we spinnin' the bottle
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| They tryna turn me up for a throttle, yeah
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| I was on that corner sellin' demis like Lovato, yeah
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| Fuck sharks, know a couple pirhanas
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| I was broke now I’m all about commas
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| Bitches know my name, they Too do what he wanna, yeah
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| How they know my name? |
| They know me from South, yeah
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| New Glizzy is like Chynna, I ain’t even gotta slide no sliders
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| You not even tryna talk to me but I don’t mind, uh
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| Say you either gon' stay afloat, better grab a coat when it rain, nigga
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| You must wanna die, you think 'bout reachin' for my chain, nigga
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| Two times, four times, we got everything like this Costco (Yeah)
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| Turn it on, go reachin' for my dick, that’s where the Glock go
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| I run up that money, yeah I took flight (Gone)
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| Used to post up on that corner, damn near all night (Gang)
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| Like fuck the other side, them niggas know it’s on sight (Like fuck the other
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| side)
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| Now I got Murda on the beat so it’s not nice (Uh-huh)
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| Still I’ll put a murder on your street for the right price (Bitch, ome here)
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| This Glock got more rounds than Fight Night (Boom)
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| She a freak, she wanna fuck 'cause of my ice, ice (Ice, ice)
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| I know they ain’t see this shit comin' like a blindside (Uh-huh) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Murda , by - Stunna 4 Vegas. Song from the album Welcome To 4 Vegas, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп