Murda 4 Hire
Lyrics
Surge in gun violence across Portland
In fact Portland police have respond to 92 shootings in this month alone
Who you niggas murdered
You ain't got no bodies
Your name ain't heard of
Murder for hire
Sat bacc and thumbed through stacks
From the buyer
You ain't really walked through fire
How can I trust
You ain't got no priors
In Guns I trust nigga - muh fucc you liars
Who you niggas murdered
You ain't got no bodies
Your name ain't heard of
Murder for hire
Sat bacc and thumbed through stacks
From the buyer
You ain't really walked through fire
How can I trust
You ain't got no priors
In Guns I trust nigga - muh fucc you liars
Fuck yo sublimenals
Niggas Lacc genitals
Tweetin yo beef I can tell you not criminal
Now a days im left quizical
Pussy tween your legs
Or two poccet size testicles
I bet that your sweat triccles
Talkin war stories that we all know ain't credible
Now i'm here in the physical
Pushing that 9 to your temporals
Homicidal Confessional (shhh)
You in the presence of professionals
Non hypotheticals
Real life killa turn your brains into vegetables
Temper high methanal
Put hollow in your retinal
5 Stars Tattooed ima General
Gimme a reason just money I take
Skinning you down from yo shoes to yo chains
Bet a movement occurs from your sagittal plane
Fucc off wit yo head Knocc the thoughts out yo brain
Fucc off wit ya head
Knocc thoughts out yo brain brain brain
I don't just do this In raps baby, ha
I don't just do this in raps baby
Guns got bodies
Liccs is callin
Hoes got traps for me Love
Winning or livin in hell baby huh
Am I winning sinning running from twelve baby huh
AR got cinnamon rolls hangin like big nuts on it cuhz
Ay Blood if we can can we get some money off that then good
AOB on G O D I keep it lit up in da hood
16th but so forty 3 don't get it misunderstood
Am I winning sinning living in hell baby huh
Am I sinning winning living in hell baby huh
I don't know but I know in guns I trust
I don't know but I know wit this 40 I can buss
Who you niggas murdered
Yain't got no bodies
Your name ain't heard of
Murder for hire -
Sat bacc and thumbed through stacks
From the buyer
Yain't really walked through fire
How can I trust
you ain't got no priors
In Guns I trust nigga - muh fucc you liars
Who you niggas murdered
Yain't got no bodies
Your name ain't heard of
Murder for hire -
Sat bacc and thumbed through stacks
From the buyer
Yain't really walked through fire
How can I trust
you ain't got no priors
In Guns I trust nigga - muh fucc you liars
Brrr
Gon give me the call
Ill hit him them his niggas and all
100 shots in the drum
Most these niggas bitches they'll run
Im sippin Red Rum
Murdered the Game
Then buried the gun
Them 223s hit you up top
Drop your brain in your lungs
Real nigga
Best Recognize im on top of the Game
l hussle mayn
I hussle mayn
I promise to GOD i hussle mayn
I am The Trap
& I get in
I hit the pen
I could do it again
No red beam
I peep the scene
Hop out
Finger Fucc it til the bish bleed
Don't Test me i'm tempted to shoot
See a checc when i'm Checcin fo you
No questions Im aiming ya tooth
223 n 762
Where's GOD when you need him move
MOB Niggas we makin you choose
Where's GOOD when you need him to move
MOB niggas we making the news
Surge in gun violence across Portland
In fact Portland police have respond to 92 shootings in this month alone
Who you niggas murdered
You ain't got no bodies
Your name ain't heard of
Murder for hire
Sat bacc and thumbed through stacks
From the buyer
You ain't really walked through fire
How can I trust
You ain't got no priors
In Guns I trust nigga - muh fucc you liars
Who you niggas murdered
You ain't got no bodies
Your name ain't heard of
Murder for hire
Sat bacc and thumbed through stacks
From the buyer
You ain't really walked through fire
How can I trust
You ain't got no priors
In Guns I trust nigga - muh fucc you liars
Fuck yo sublimenals
Niggas Lacc genitals
Tweetin yo beef I can tell you not criminal
Now a days im left quizical
Pussy tween your legs
Or two poccet size testicles
I bet that your sweat triccles
Talkin war stories that we all know ain't credible
Now i'm here in the physical
Pushing that 9 to your temporals
Homicidal Confessional (shhh)
You in the presence of professionals
Non hypotheticals
Real life killa turn your brains into vegetables
Temper high methanal
Put hollow in your retinal
5 Stars Tattooed ima General
Gimme a reason just money I take
Skinning you down from yo shoes to yo chains
Bet a movement occurs from your sagittal plane
Fucc off wit yo head Knocc the thoughts out yo brain
Fucc off wit ya head
Knocc thoughts out yo brain brain brain
I don't just do this In raps baby, ha
I don't just do this in raps baby
Guns got bodies
Liccs is callin
Hoes got traps for me Love
Winning or livin in hell baby huh
Am I winning sinning running from twelve baby huh
AR got cinnamon rolls hangin like big nuts on it cuhz
Ay Blood if we can can we get some money off that then good
AOB on G O D I keep it lit up in da hood
16th but so forty 3 don't get it misunderstood
Am I winning sinning living in hell baby huh
Am I sinning winning living in hell baby huh
I don't know but I know in guns I trust
I don't know but I know wit this 40 I can buss
Who you niggas murdered
Yain't got no bodies
Your name ain't heard of
Murder for hire -
Sat bacc and thumbed through stacks
From the buyer
Yain't really walked through fire
How can I trust
you ain't got no priors
In Guns I trust nigga - muh fucc you liars
Who you niggas murdered
Yain't got no bodies
Your name ain't heard of
Murder for hire -
Sat bacc and thumbed through stacks
From the buyer
Yain't really walked through fire
How can I trust
you ain't got no priors
In Guns I trust nigga - muh fucc you liars
Brrr
Gon give me the call
Ill hit him them his niggas and all
100 shots in the drum
Most these niggas bitches they'll run
Im sippin Red Rum
Murdered the Game
Then buried the gun
Them 223s hit you up top
Drop your brain in your lungs
Real nigga
Best Recognize im on top of the Game
l hussle mayn
I hussle mayn
I promise to GOD i hussle mayn
I am The Trap
& I get in
I hit the pen
I could do it again
No red beam
I peep the scene
Hop out
Finger Fucc it til the bish bleed
Don't Test me i'm tempted to shoot
See a checc when i'm Checcin fo you
No questions Im aiming ya tooth
223 n 762
Where's GOD when you need him move
MOB Niggas we makin you choose
Where's GOOD when you need him to move
MOB niggas we making the news
Writer(s): King Zay
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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