| Murda, Murda
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| Murda, Murda
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| Some say I’m possessed, that’s why Christ on my chest
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| I’m from the Southside so I throw up the «S»
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| Disrespect, I lay you to rest
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| Boy you ass, you softer than breast
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| Bloody murder, I lay you to rest
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| Aim for the head ain’t no need for a vest
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| Can’t nothing protect you from this tec
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| Street educated, no use for G-tech
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| Niggas be talking but really don’t want it
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| Put shells in your stomach, like pussy you wet
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| Flocka like Rambo, I stay with the ammo
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| Test me, that’s a gamble like Russian Roulette
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| I stay with them commas, I been through the drama
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| You going to war, you better invest
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| Fuck is a «K»? |
| I ain’t impressed
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| Got thousands of shooters I pay just to flex
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| Niggas say I’m real, bitches say I’m hot
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| Disrespect the Mob or Squad, then you get shot
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| We don’t dial 9−1-1, we don’t fuck with cops
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| 1−8-7 to the fuckin' ops
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| Ain’t afraid to murda something
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| Ain’t afraid to murda something
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| Ain’t afraid to murda something
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| Ain’t afraid to murda something
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| Ain’t afraid to murda something
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| Ain’t afraid to murda something
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| Ain’t afraid to murda something
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| Ain’t afraid to murda something
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| Ain’t afraid to murda something
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| Put 'em in a hearse or something
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| I’m thinking you niggas is sweet
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| Like a Starburst or something
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| Get 'em a purse or something
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| Might get 'em in church or something
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| We heard the deacon speaking
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| I’m Donnie McClurkin frontin'
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| I smell pussy, them niggas hurt your cousin
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| All my people say «Stomp!» |
| like I’m Kirk or something
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| Put 'em in the dirt like «Work» or something
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| He get on my nerves so fuck him
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| You turn ass like Tahiry when I pressed your buttons
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| And that was no diss, niggas quick for discussion
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| Y’all quick for the tweeting, y’all quick to be tumbling
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| How about a Vine, 2 clips to your spine
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| And Instagram pics of me dumping
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| I’m feeling your bitch so I’m fucking
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| I skeet-skeet like it’s nothin'
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| Niggas say I’m real, bitches say I’m hot
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| Disrespect the Mob or Squad, then you get shot
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| We don’t dial 9−1-1, we don’t fuck with cops
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| 1−8-7 to the fuckin' ops
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| Ain’t afraid to murda something
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| Ain’t afraid to murda something
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| Ain’t afraid to murda something
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| Ain’t afraid to murda something
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| Ain’t afraid to murda something
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| Ain’t afraid to murda something
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| Ain’t afraid to murda something
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| Ain’t afraid to murda something
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| It’s a homicide, a bloody murder
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| All my niggas down to murder
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| 187 on the op
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| That’s a fallen soldier
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| I’m finna get back and start peelin' the burner
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| Now I’m beating that ass like Ike did Turner
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| You sit in a box, you sleep in a hearse
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| Wherever you from, that’s my turf
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| Fergie Ferg and I’m putting in work
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| Young Flocka Flame gon' put 'em in the dirt
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| Sipping on the Henny and a nigga go berserk
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| Couple bitches gave me brain, then I skeet on they skirt
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| Yeah Ferg, you nasty
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| Pay attention, focus on what we came for
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| Got the drop on a nigga, got the info
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| Soon as I hop out, click-clack, then go bang
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| Niggas say I’m real, bitches say I’m hot
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| Disrespect the Mob or Squad, then you get shot
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| We don’t dial 9−1-1, we don’t fuck with cops
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| 1−8-7 to the fuckin' ops
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| Ain’t afraid to murda something
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| Ain’t afraid to murda something
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| Ain’t afraid to murda something
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| Ain’t afraid to murda something
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| Ain’t afraid to murda something
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| Ain’t afraid to murda something
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| Ain’t afraid to murda something
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| Ain’t afraid to murda something |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ain't Afraid, artist - Waka Flocka. Album song Dreads n' Golds, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп