Cyhi the Prynce ft. Estelle - Murda Lyrics

Say we don't wanna murda, yeah
That's why we keep it full of pure life
And roll is all we know, I
Things is hard enough for dis di real fight
'Cah we don't wanna, we don't wanna murda pon the scene
Run go tell the people them is blessings we ah bring
'Cause
Out in the streets, they call it murder

Okay, huh
I'm from East Atlanta
Up the street from Candler
Elbows on the table
They didn't teach us manners
Sell those to my neighbors
And we keep them hammers
Play with me, it be a (murder)
Okay, now that we got that understood
Where my niggas from the hood?
All they do is cook the hard
Quick to push a bunch of kush
All my crooks behind them walls
I put money on their books
Who got caught up on a (murder)
Huh, so where my bad bitches?
3AM, still let me crash, bitches
Let me use they condo for a stash, bitches
Brought me cash, strippin'
I love that way that ass switchin'
That lil' pussy I'ma (murder)
I need a jumper, that's a transporter
I need 'em all for 48 and not a gram shorter
She say they charged her baby daddy with a manslaughter
We prayin' for him 'cuz he coulda caught a (murder)
Yeah

Better keep that thang when you (out in the streets)
Can't be playing no games with niggas (out in the streets)
Shawty, better use your brain when you (out in the streets)
Niggas in the chain gang for shit they did (out in the streets)
So homie, stay in your lane when you (out in the streets)
Don't let them play you like no lame when you (out in the streets)
I done seen niggas get slain, laid (out in the streets)
It's 'bout the money not the fame when you (out in the streets)

Yeah, huh
Can't lie, the street shit is mesmerizing
Never realize what you jeopardizing 'til the Feds arriving
We just surviving, kicking doors is what we specialize in
"It's just a robbery, boy, don't make this a-" (murder)
Huh
That was the slogan if we heard you holding
I seen my partna take a bullet and his shirt was soakin'
Free my nigga Gred, they gave him life, my heart was broken
He got locked up back when Ja Rule was yellin' (murder)
I don't smoke it if it ain't no orange hairs in my purple
Waffle-ass nigga, ain't no squares in my circle
Just a bunch of players, a few drug dealers that'll serve you
And a couple niggas that'll (murder)
Huh
Before the root of all evil, you was all peaceful
Now a hater tryna kill you, you of all people
And the rules of the street is all legal
Niggas lie, steal or even (murder)

Yeah
Better keep that thang when you (out in the streets)
Can't be playing no games with niggas (out in the streets)
Shawty, better use your brain when you (out in the streets)
Niggas in the chain gang for shit they did (out in the streets)
So homie, stay in your lane when you (out in the streets)
Don't let them play you like no lame when you (out in the streets)
I done seen niggas get slain, laid (out in the streets)
It's 'bout the money not the fame when you (out in the streets)

Say we don't wanna murda, yeah
That's why we keep it full of pure life
And roll is all we know, I
Things is hard enough for dis di real fight
'Cah we don't wanna, we don't wanna murda pon the scene
Run go tell the people them is blessings we ah bring
'Cause
Out in the streets, they call it murder

Out in the streets, they call it murder