lirik lagu nwm cee murdaa - 8k wayz 2 die
[intro:]
ayy, ayy, ayy (30!)
[?], you turned the f~ck up on these n~ggas, man
ayy, ayy, ayy (go, go, go, go)
ayy, ayy, ayy (go, go, go)
gang, gang, gang (go, go, go)
gang, gang, gang! (go, go, go, go)
[chorus:]
shoot him in front of his kids, then tell his son, “don’t be like yo’ daddy”
slid on the opps and scored a hole~in~one, i f~ck ’round, need a caddy
catch him lackin’, crack him, watch his insta’ and see everybody tag him
on they shirts, detach ’em on the front, so i put ’em on the back end
these n~ggas die from rappin’, these n~ggas die from cappin’
he wasn’t like that (h~ll nah), these n~ggas die for actin’
don’t sleep and die from nappin’
found out somebody flag ’em
i throw a party, crash it
give everybody caskets
[verse 1:]
if my n~ggas one of yo’ opps, then my n~ggas one of yo’ new stalkers
i pour water in grass, i clapped her up, then said, “bye mrs. parker”
[?] on they p~ssy, it been ran through, you need to try [?]
aim for his face and skinned his head, and now he tryna’ find a barber
north, dark b~tch wit’ a fat ass, but i don’t f~ck wit’ her ’cause her momma’ name debarber
b~tch, i stay wit’ two chains on like my last name was f~ckin’ carter
heard n~gga walk wit’ two canes ’cause he was in a fight and [?]
his dumb ass need a new brain, ’cause we threw two headshots and he caught ’em
i’m tryna’ scoom a n~gga
pass me one of two pistols, i’m too official
ask pistol, he know because i always wit’ ‘im
we blew like whistles, throwin’ daily missiles, hopin’ that they hit you
look how we did you, no, ain’t gon’ diss you ’till police dismiss you
[chorus:]
shoot him in front of his kids, then tell his son, “don’t be like yo’ daddy”
slid on the opps and scored a hole~in~one, i f~ck ’round, need a caddy
catch him lackin’, crack him, watch his insta’ and see everybody tag him
on they shirts, detach ’em on the front, so i put ’em on the back end
these n~ggas die from rappin’, these n~ggas die from cappin’
he wasn’t like that (h~ll nah), these n~ggas die for actin’
don’t sleep and die from nappin’
found out somebody flag ’em
i throw a party, crash it
give everybody caskets
[verse 2:]
ayy
now we (~cough~ ~cough~), smokin’ on yo’ dead ass
still smokin’ on dude, i swear to god, his ass the best gas
aston off the lot, i swear to god, i got a check cashed
i’m 6 deuce, neighborhood, e.c. we got the best flags, ayy
b~tch, i still keep me a orange and blue rag
he like, “you only k!lled my homie ’cause yo’ gun shoot too fast”
i’m back droppin’ racks on n~ggas caps, k!ll ’em, get h~lla cash
seen yo’ brother die, he h~lla ugly wit’ his lil’ black ass
he was (huh, uh, huh), ayy, takin’ his last breath
told him, “don’t breathe too fast, n~gga, ’cause you ain’t got that many left”
if a n~gga diss neen, then he might as well go k!ll hisself
’cause once you diss mine, then i’m tryna’ k!ll you and everything you rep
n~gga
[chorus:]
shoot him in front of his kids, then tell his son, “don’t be like yo’ daddy”
slid on the opps and scored a hole~in~one, i f~ck ’round, need a caddy
catch him lackin’, crack him, watch his insta’ and see everybody tag him
on they shirts, detach ’em on the front, so i put ’em on the back end
these n~ggas die from rappin’, these n~ggas die from cappin’
he wasn’t like that (h~ll nah), these n~ggas die for actin’
don’t sleep and die from nappin’
found out somebody flag ’em
i throw a party, crash it
give everybody caskets (ayy)
[outro:]
[?], you turned the f~ck up on these n~ggas, man
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