Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Murder, artist - YoungBoy Never Broke Again. Date of issue: 13.04.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Murder |
| Nigga play he gone get his head bust |
| You know how we comin |
| Young Boy |
| Nigga play he gone get his head bust |
| You know how we comin |
| Strapped like the Navy Seals |
| Promise you don’t want it |
| This for them bitch ass niggas be speaking on me |
| Rob who? |
| You got me fucked up |
| You ain’t taking nuthin |
| Nigga it’s gone be a murda |
| Play with that money |
| Nigga it’s gone be a murda |
| Come run up on me |
| Nigga it’s gone be a murda |
| Burn you and yo homie |
| Nigga it’s gone be a murda |
| Thinkin that I’m Stuntin |
| It’s gone be a murda |
| Gon' be a murda if you thankin bout takin sum from me |
| Talk about your body but I bet you ain’t gone play with me |
| Try me if you wanna I stay with that burner on me (watchu doin'?) |
| I can’t let you get no rep off me |
| Nigga must think I’m a hoe or some |
| I don’t know who the fuck he must take me for |
| That shit that you talking ain’t fearing us |
| Fuck how you come you ain’t seein us |
| Say we beefin gon' catch him and wet him up |
| Nigga tell me pull up and I’m pullin up |
| Up let it bang we ain’t sparing nun |
| Caught him up in the bottom he ran from me |
| Hoe ass niggas stay in yo lane |
| You niggas be playin we ain’t playing games |
| When I’m up in the club bitch I’m with the gang |
| You can catch us turnin up for Dave |
| So you know we flexin with them bands |
| Whole lotta more up in my pants |
| Try to take it all you hear is bang |
| Try to take it all you hear is bang |
| Nigga play he gone get his head bust |
| You know how we comin |
| Strapped like the Navy Seals |
| Promise you don’t want it |
| This for them bitch ass niggas be speaking on me |
| Rob who? |
| You got me fucked up |
| You ain’t taking nuthin |
| Nigga it’s gone be a murda |
| Play with that money |
| Nigga it’s gone be a murda |
| Come run up on me |
| Nigga it’s gone be a murda |
| Burn you and yo homie |
| Nigga it’s gone be a murda |
| Thinkin that I’m Stuntin |
| It’s gone be a murda |
| Draco on me and it got the cooling system (21, 21, 21) |
| Slaughter gang savage love to shoot at niggas (21, 21, 21) |
| Got a 30 in the booth right now, that’s on gang |
| And a judge gon' give me life if a nigga touch my chain, 21 |
| Red light, I got four young niggas with me sticked up |
| 100 round drum, we gon' leave 'em at the red light |
| Got the VVS’s dripping, lil nigga tried to reach and all he seen was a |
| motherfucking red light |
| Now they scared right |
| Called your baby mama over cause her head right |
| I’ll put ya favorite rapper in a wheel chair |
| Niggas say they from the skreet but bitch I’m still there |
| Nigga play he gone get his head bust |
| You know how we comin |
| Strapped like the Navy Seals |
| Promise you don’t want it |
| This for them bitch ass niggas be speaking on me |
| Rob who? |
| you got me fucked up |
| You ain’t taking nuthin |
| Nigga it’s gone be a murda |
| Play with that money |
| Nigga it’s gone be a murda |
| Come run up on me |
| Nigga it’s gone be a murda |
| Burn you and yo homie |
| Nigga it’s gone be a murda |
| Thinkin that I’m Stuntin |
| It’s gone be a murda |