Bloody Murder

Put two birds up for the haters
Muthafuck you niggas who be steady hating
Acting like you niggas really want smoke
But you bitches can’t even handle vapors
Mousetraps yeah I got them for the rats
Big birds yeah I got them in the trap
Alota people wanna go ahead and talk about the nigga
But these niggas ain’t even got facts
Benni Hunnit yeah I’m up on the map
Pop off like I’m oh so strapped
But you haters don’t know about that
Yeah boy I been up on that
Late nights have been up on the block
Pray to God that my soul doesn’t rot
Cause I been living oh so dirty
Like the rocks in ma weed boy I’m dirty
Hoping when I die a nigga don’t be burning
Riding in the hood like I’m in a suburban
Black window tents like I’m lurking with murder
Pop off boy yeah I’m running with the burner
Paint the whole rap game red
Like the queen said off with his head
Leave a nigga dead if he tryna talk let the metal walk ayy…
Feel this shit let it hit like you know
When the bass bouta drop ayy…
This is bloody murder!