| What, you wanna do somethin'?
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| Tryna to put some shit to bed now (Bed)
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| Whipped up, hop out with Glocks
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| And we be aiming at your head, huh (Head now)
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| Bitch, I wanna do something
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| Lil Top like to see red, huh
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| You don’t fuck around with the Don Dada (Bah)
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| We gon' red dot 'em, we gon' bedrock 'em (Yeah, yeah)
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| I’ma heart stop 'em (Yeah, fah)
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| With this killin' shit, I’m the murder doctor
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| I got one chopper for his nine partners (Huh? Huh?)
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| When I finish hoes say they heard about me
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| Ridin' four deep, ridin' where they be
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| In the back seat with a dirty chopper (Skrrt)
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| Screamin' «Fuck the law, we gon' kill about it»
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| Fuck the music, nigga, know we drill about it
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| I’ll use it, nigga, know this .40 on me
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| I’m a real Blood, get real to homie
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| Kill that bitch and make the critics pay him homage
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| Make them killers drive when you say, «You want it?»
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| In his trap spot, we gon' creep up on him
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| These hoes somewhere scared now
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| Tell us 'bout where all that lead found
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| He was rollin' right, left him dead, huh
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| Lil Top, I’m too ahead now
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| Inside, might scope your headphones
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| Demon shit, a liter, it’s too dope
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| That’s not prescribed from all the styrofoams
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| YoungBoy like to blaze, no hand grenades
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| We get your head blown (Bro, hold on)
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| Reaper shit, this Draco on me
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| Bitch, I’m the coach, just work this trap phone
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| Back bad, confirm shit (Yeah), I can get his back blown (Yeah, yeah)
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| .45 (Yeah), this Herm shit (Yeah)
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| Plus you know my bag strong (Yeah, yeah)
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| You slime enough to fuck a nigga
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| You slime to bring a bag home (Bitch)
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| I told you not to trust these niggas
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| Bitch, you know you dead wrong
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| On that lean, you would think I popped a bean
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| I don’t turn down (Nah)
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| Killin' scene, blood on my soldierees
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| Somethin' got burnt down (Nah)
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| Switched all plans and the Ks turn to machines
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| I’m like «Who playin now?"I'm flexin'
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| Lay the whole clan down (Yeah)
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| «How you want him?"Leave him with his pants down (Yeah)
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| Murder business, hol' on, murder business (Murder business)
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| Chopsticks (Chopsticks), kill a witness (Witness)
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| Down bitch (Down bitch), drive while we spinnin' (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
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| Let her work the phone, tell 'em, «Meet us wit' it"(Meet us wit' it)
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| Murder business, hol' on, murder business (Murder business)
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| Chopsticks (Chopsticks), kill a witness (Kill a witness)
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| Down bitch (Down bitch), drive while we spinnin' (Drive it)
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| Let her work the phone, tell 'em, «Meet us wit' it"(Tell 'em, «Meet us wit' it»)
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| Brrt, brrt
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| (Shawty sayin' «Call back,"'cause she found where they stayin')
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| We gon' leave the phones
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| (Load up, she’ll take us, we be scopin' out the scene)
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| Bah, bah, nigga won’t stop cappin', you know that headshot was me (Headshot was
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| me)
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| (We'll fuckin' spin again and see who got good aim)
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| Bro, creep down, sweep up
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| Show that ass some quick stuff
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| Pussy bitch can’t run from us
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| We gon' chase you down, we gon' put you up
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| YoungBoy, AI, Lil Top, bitch, I’m a big thug (Big thug)
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| You in here, then tonight
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| You just might die if you ain’t here with us (Ain't here with us)
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| (You know how we comin', big shit) |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Murder Business, artist - YoungBoy Never Broke Again. Album song Top, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп