lirik lagu qua racks – murder from the heart
(intro)
grah, grah, grah
grah, grah
[qua racks]
brodie died, i don’t know how to feel
like n~gga i’m keepin’ it real
talk disrespect that’s how you get k!lled
you ain’t my muddy, you ain’t ever k!lled
they like “bro why the f~ck you tweakin’?”
like n~ggas ain’t outside creepin’
i clear the block, n~gga i’m a demon
so if i did it n~gga then i mean it like~
like wait, like what
like n~gga you ain’t ever slide, like n~gga keep on tellin’ lies
like don’t this n~gga gotta die, like~
like hol’ on, if i see you n~gga better not run
you act tough when you got a gun, if you don’t got it n~gga then you done
like, i don’t give a f~ck
n~ggas hatin’ on me, cause they suck
you want smoke n~gga, give it up
watch your homies, n~gga that’s a must
like, n~ggas think it’s cool
i go dummy n~gga act a fool
twelve shots make a n~gga snooze
hollows send a n~gga to the moon
like d~mn
grah, grah, grah
like~like, grah, grah
thought you was with me whole time it was fake
like, n~gga f~ck up out the way
ion’ disrespect, leave him where he stay
i don’t give a f~ck, hit him in his face
i don’t need love, that sh~t really fake
she like a drug, she don’t go away
my heart cold, frozen like a lake
i feel pain in a different way
walk down, hit a n~gga we don’t play
f~ck that, hit a l!ck broad day
scratch that, smoke em’ all to the face
b~tch i’m a vet stay up out the way
what if your bro turned into a snake?
drugs don’t work so i start to pray
day that i die, make sure mama straight
ten missed calls, i just let it ring
b~tches be hoes, what you gotta say?
catch us a soul, you gon’ die today
ten toes, b~tch i’ma keep me a k
throw up them 4’s, i’m forever straight
long live kay, your tattoo on my face
n~ggas ain’t real, gotta stay away
one false move, put you in your place
that b~tch a hoe, nutted on her face
b~tches like “gwuap never in the mix”
if a opp right here, he get hit
put a lil’ opp right here in my spliff
callin’ on blood, let’s go take a risk
one stop, b~tch you duckin’
gotta slide with knocks, and my glock real tucked
with dee money, he shootin’ for nothin’
never spin my block stop bluffin’
showin’ her the bucks, just to f~ck for somethin’
said i’m smoking your dead cause i love it
mama hate what the f~ck i’m becoming
told her now, but she knew i was bluffin’
on the grip, i’ma forever be clutchin’ like~
gang, gang
on the grip i’ll forever be clutchin’
gang, gang
she call me a menace, from gutters to mutts
told her he like to get hit in his gut
lil’ n~gga from the ‘burbs, why he talk like he tough
bad lil’ b~tch and she bussin’ it up
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