#Murda
Loko Los44 Plays
โข18 Apr 2020
I'm tryna stack it up and spread it out But niggas snakes Don't give me nun just stack my racks n fill my bag Gotta band i had a plan Servin gas I'm the man kopped me a luh qp can't go for all dat creep shit You flockin in dis bitch den you gone have to clear the scene Nie they lookin at me stupid They like what luh boi mean They damn he told me get out He prolly geekin off a bean I'm like nah bitch you was tryna smoke all my trees murder all my niggas they gone shake some murder 1 for any nigga tryna take some we gone murder ya if you really wanna play we kall it redrum up dis bitch until you dead and gone big stones hit ya dome make you see a clone vision gone send ya home no atone go to hell run up wrong send ya shells got da dope in by the bails got my pack in the mail tellem to get off my trail look how they stuck they just stare I used to sleep on the stairs and I was hungry as hell shit near drove me to death but tryna fend for myself n ain ask for no help my path it never was clear know that you seen me but damn could you hear I was pleading for love n it just brought me to tears it n nie they think I'm a thug kuz all the blood that I spilled gotta make a new dub before the end of the yea eff I just gotta tool better watch the way you move this bitch clear the room you cant get me out my mood I be rolling smokin smooth I be jigging tryna groove if you run up make da news pay attention check ya clues on t shirt kuz he snoozed watch my P's I keep my Q's from my head down to my shoes want my head catch the shooters swinging lead coming thru ya want ya dead they gone do ya what you said you a loser I'm bout my bread what's it 2 ya
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I'm tryna stack it up and spread it out But niggas snakes Don't give me nun just stack my racks n fill my bag Gotta band i had a plan Servin gas I'm the man kopped me a luh qp can't go for all dat creep shit You flockin in dis bitch den you gone have to clear the scene Nie they lookin at me stupid They like what luh boi mean They damn he told me get out He prolly geekin off a bean I'm like nah bitch you was tryna smoke all my trees murder all my niggas they gone shake some murder 1 for any nigga tryna take some we gone murder ya if you really wanna play we kall it redrum up dis bitch until you dead and gone big stones hit ya dome make you see a clone vision gone send ya home no atone go to hell run up wrong send ya shells got da dope in by the bails got my pack in the mail tellem to get off my trail look how they stuck they just stare I used to sleep on the stairs and I was hungry as hell shit near drove me to death but tryna fend for myself n ain ask for no help my path it never was clear know that you seen me but damn could you hear I was pleading for love n it just brought me to tears it n nie they think I'm a thug kuz all the blood that I spilled gotta make a new dub before the end of the yea eff I just gotta tool better watch the way you move this bitch clear the room you cant get me out my mood I be rolling smokin smooth I be jigging tryna groove if you run up make da news pay attention check ya clues on t shirt kuz he snoozed watch my P's I keep my Q's from my head down to my shoes want my head catch the shooters swinging lead coming thru ya want ya dead they gone do ya what you said you a loser I'm bout my bread what's it 2 ya
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