- Memphis Bleek Murda Murda 歌詞
- Memphis Bleek
- Chilly chill
Its gangsta, turn the music up, uh, cheah
Yeah, we back on that gangsta, gangsta s*it
S*it, they just wanna play the motherf****n game
We dont give a **** but
Swizzll lit up somethin on you ******
Chilly chill, lets go
Im from murder, murder
Marcyville
My ***** you heard
I clap you,
I certainly will
With my South
Philly motherf****rs kill at will
Bet the nine milli make you * *****, chilly chill
Yeah, from murder, murder
Marcyville
My ***** you heard
I clap you,
I certainly will
With my South
Philly motherf****rs kill at will
Bet the nine milli make you ******, chilly chill
I feel like a felon with two strikes, mad bulls*it in this life
I done seen everythin but
Christ, luckily
Im just off the bas***nt
You ****** just bulls*ittin with bars
The boys you got just tryin my patience
Like, I dont carry around banana clips like groceries
With a presence that make em dont wanna get em close to me
Talk about we suppose to be brothers
Dont make me laugh , **********a you chose to be
On the side opposin me, no matter what culture you be
From, Young
Hova light your ass up explosively
A lil use
K for ya, pour out the
P-A for ya
Had to bring yall like back in the day for ya
They dont respect nothin else, they somethin else
Two guns with sons will get inside yourself
Loose two lungs, bulletsll get inside your health
Will take the wind outta yourself, like so
****** for truely in a war with yours truly
While they emulating s*it they saw in the
Art Of War movie
But Im the writer of
Sun Tzu, so whatever son do
Catch me if you can,
Im the gingerbread man
Keep pumpin em up make me injure bre-thren
****** is tryna capitalize of
HovLike I dont realize,
I see the demons inside of they souls
****** is dreamin to sell what
I soldF** **rs is fiendin to held what
I holdI just know what
I knowThey respect me all across the globe, although
Im from murder, murder
Marcyville
My ***** you heard
I clap you,
I certainly will
With my South
Philly motherf****rs kill at will
Bet the nine milli make you ******, chilly chill
Murder, murder
Marcyville
My ***** you heard
I clap you,
I certainly will
With my South
Philly motherf*** *rs kill at will
Bet the nine milli make you ******, chilly chill
Uh, uh huh, yea, yo, yo
It aint nothin to double clips, trust the fifth could be toss
****** poppin their s*it, they startin ta piss me off
B*****s and ***** ****** tryna ride against homie
So **** them and the
Originator of
SophieThe gat spit rapid, duel actions
Look, Im nice with the fifth the moments when you bastard get sick
Im from the ghetto is turf where the metal do work
My ER eight grade, they had the errors since birth
Me and the
God spittin, you know police come chalk ya
Its likeyou peep this and
Im the young
A. Walker**** it,
Im ridin with
Sig, you ****** is sweet
Collidin with
Cam and Im throwin with
FreeGeda Ks the co-d, young boss
Until we State
Property, we spit in the
Taurus**** it,
H in the pen, huh
You know we bang where we from *****,
H to the pen, its nothin
Im from murder, murder
Marcyville
My ***** you heard
I clap you,
I certainly will
With my South
Philly motherf****rs kill at will
Bet the nine milli make you ******, chilly chill
Yeah, murder, murder
Marcyville
My ***** you heard
I clap you,
I certainly will
With my South
Philly motherf*** *rs kill at will
Bet the nine milli make you ******, chilly chill
Chilly chill
Chilly chill
Chilly chill
Aiyyo, the
South Philly * *********a kill at will
I keep my
Mack Milly chilly chill
You ****** gay like that for real
I move yay all day for real
Bosss plaque, check the status for real
B***s splat, you will lay in the ground for real
All day Ima ammo for real
Clip shape like bananas for real
Guerrilla warfare hittin the field
Six saw head splittin your grill
New issue, or
I might grip the
Uzi pistol
Do more than bruise tissues
Crack bone marrow, lose grisel
Sit you down in a chair for real
Forever youll wheel around for real
Listen boy,
I get it down for real
I clutch pound for real
When I ball you touch down for real
Correct tar,
Brett Farve, hecklaw
Cops send shots down your field
Tell, muah, leave the town for real
Im from murder, murder
Marcyville
My ***** you heard
I clap you,
I certainly will
With my South
Philly motherf****rs kill at will
Bet the nine milli make you ******, chilly chill
Yeah, murder, murder
Marcyville
My ***** you heard
I clap you,
I certainly will
With my South
Philly motherf****rs kill at will
Bet the nine milli make you ******, chilly chill
Chilly chill
Chilly chill
Chilly chill...
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