Lyrics Murda Talk - Yungeen Ace

Murda Talk

Riddin around the city with that draco
Opps looking for me where they at tho
My killers move in silence strike when I say so
Dead body on the corner that’s a case closed
Hot boy
Hot boy
Top boy
My top killas yeah
Hop out
Run down
Stand over
We strictly killin yeah
Fuck ya neighborhood hero’s
My niggas villains yeah
Bad bitch named glocky she got extensions yeah
Them demons inside me they beggin to come up out me
My nigga so ruthless on sight he’ll catch a body
I cut my main nigga off cause he wasn’t sliddin behind it
They killed my brothers and they shot me you know how I feel about it
Them pussy bitches they gon pay for what they did
Band new AR I came to split a niggas wig
Blood in my eyes and I’m screaming redrum
Fuck nigga I know who shot me bitch I’m just playing dumb
Fuck nigga I know who shot me nigga I’m just playing dumb
This a choppa bullets but this was a hand gun
I was done off in that hoes when I had my threesome
That bitch gave me head but I couldn’t even cum
Watch me run
I’m a lover and a fighter plus a killer yeah
Strictly about Violence when we serve up in ya section ya
We kept them backends them choppas clappin them killers dangerous
That traps Jumpin them fiends fienin them phones rangin
See I’m a lover and a fighter plus a killer yeah
Strictly about Violence when we serve up in ya section ya
We kept them backends them choppas clappin them killers dangerous
That trap Jumpin them fiends fiend them phones rangin
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
That’s that murda talk
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
That’s that murda talk
Hol up wait
Hol up wait
That’s that murda walk
Hol up wait
That’s that murda walk
Every killer that I rode with them niggas dangerous
Shoot a nigga close range don’t need to aim it
Black bags toe tags I leave em brainless
It’s ain’t Nun I ain’t did in these skreets that you can name it
ATK will spin they block will send out plenty shots
Rude boy don dada he got two glocks
He’s a mad man you don’t know who finna drop
He’s a bad man thug life he feel like Tupac
I’m a lover and a fighter plus a killer yeah
Strikly about Violence when we serve up in ya section ya
We kept them backends them choppas clappin them killers dangerous
That trap Jumpin them fiends fienin them phones rangin
I’m a lover and a fighter plus a killer yeah
Strictly about Violence when we serve up in ya section ya
We kept them backends them choppas clappin them killers dangerous
That trap Jumpin them fiends fiend them phones rangin
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
That’s that murda talk
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
That’s that murda talk
Whoa
Hol up wait
That’s that murda walk
Bang