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lirik lagu godhandusa - murda melodies

[chorus: 870glizzy]
n~gga please (n~gga please)
you in the presence of a king, peasant, get on yo’ knees
(yeah these n~ggas, they can’t f~ck with me)

ni~n~gga please
dirty boy off in ’em sticks, arkansas is what i bleed

li~li~live from the desert, got stains all on my [?]
always broke in here~zer
so~so~some sh~t had to shake
had to go outie and get that paper
ro~ro~rob a n~gga, take

b~tch my cous~o kicking dope
and b~tch i’m kickin’ dope on tapes

[hook: 870glizzy]
murda melodies, b~tch this glock done sang a couple songs
murda melodies
mu~mu~murda melodies, b~tch this~
murda melodies, b~tch this glock done sang a couple songs
murda melodies
mu~mu~murda melodies

[verse 1: 870glizzy]
like i’m doodlebob with that pen
erase them, i got a couple gone
bad b~tches, they tens
roll an eight and cut my money long
yeah money long, d~ck long, never been a hoe either
and i stand on business, i’m best friends with the grim reaper
sprintin’ fast, this ain’t gas, boy this straight ether
quick to take a n~gga life [?] they go on yo’ sneakers

you believe me or you don’t, i could care ’bout neither
tell that boy i don’t make believe, b~tch, i just make believers
i was kickin’ it with my dawg, [?]
more like [?], ’cause it turned out my best friend a snake

d~mn, how you fake?
how the h~ll you turn that way?
n~ggas gotta good poker face
now i’m with gang outside yo’ place

[verse 2: mongo:]
mu~mu~mu~murda melodies, i bust yo’~
throat so you cannot sing
i peel that stuff right off of yo’ tongue
and rip off your [?]
my~my~my glock let off a couple shots
i let that mothaf~cka’ ring
my heater turn your face to a paste, the blood is bubbling

se~se~send him to heaven or h~ll, he’s takin’ no regrets
[?], watch it in action in my precents

i~i detest your acceptance so wakin’ up without a weapon like it’s singin’ without a song
my~my trigger get [?]

i pop~ i pop my sh~t, i never leave my brotha’ without a chrome
[?] my bullets, you wouldn’t know nun’ about it tho
godhan~godhand be the cl!ck, i’m never poppin’ my shots alone
you a mothaf~ckin’ b~tch, i got the drop now i’m droppin’ dome

mu~murda melodies, b~tch this glock sound like a symphony
the bustin’ sound like [?]
i’m bustin’, yo’ duckin’
you tryna get into some sh~t with me?

this glocky [?]
i~i~i~i shoot you in yo’ sh~t for free

[verse 3: gonda]
murda melodies, yeah my glock sound like a chorus
get the f~ck off my line if you causin’ an annoyance
p~ssy mothaf~cka’s switch up, t~this ain’t nintendo
and you know this ain’t a normal mag, this that extendo
bi~bi~b~tch, pick up the shovel, get to diggin’, do it quick
i~i, i got ’em singin’ sad songs in a ditch
chop off his hands, he can’t fix it with a stitch
(yeah) i’ma walkin’ skeleton i feel just like the lynch (yea’)

and we don’t f~ck with the coppas
i got nothin’ but the pure lsd in the droppa’
always got that glock on me, that’s my b~tch n~gga stoppa’
got my gun in a mcdonalds bag, big mac not no whopper

da~na, na~na~na!
b~tch i love this sh~t
i feel like a track, ’cause the way i made them run and sh~t
the way you f~ckin’ up is like you beggin’ for some punishment
murda melodies, but this choppa got that drum on it
n~gga please

[chorus: 870glizzy]
n~gga please (n~gga please)
you in the presence of a king, peasant, get on yo’ knees
(yeah these n~ggas, they can’t f~ck with me)

ni~n~gga please
dirty boy off in ’em sticks, arkansas is what i bleed

li~li~live from the desert, got stains all on my [?]
always broke in here~zer
so~so~some sh~t had to shake
had to go outie and get that paper
ro~ro~rob a n~gga, take

b~tch my cous~o kicking dope
and b~tch i’m kickin’ dope on tapes

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