Murda Murda

I’m servin em all and even though niggas’ll hurt me
I’m already knowin they woah me
They want me to slip up so they get they lick up and try to kill
Me feel me
Nigga I ain’t goin out here so backwards I gots my strap
Matter of fact ain’t got nothin to slip blow your hood up off the map god damn
Show me the bustas go show me the thugs how
Many is real?/Half of em fake and half of em trill niggas that’s fake and they
need to be killed
Still the same polished up my game crept and I came but still creepin nigga
throughout my come up
Let’s gun up there’ll be som guns up now you stupid thuggish ruggish be my
trademark
That’s from the hart #1 Assassin from Mo Thug that’s from the start and I
played my part
And that’s all that’s it that’s me and I ride so nigga don’t come around with
that bullshit if you really ain’t ready to die
Cause I’m a street nigga, nigga, with presidential figures
And nigga I’m quick to flip and get richer bet I won’t miss you with this info
Since my Mo Thug family crossed this game (game)
There been drama and stress playa hatin means death