lirik lagu screwly g - fien for murder
[intro]
uh
uh, uh
uh, uh, uh (ayy, keep that sh~t, they all for it)
uh, uh, uh (lt, you goin’ crazy)
[verse]
uh, f~ck n~gga fall, he f~cked
lil’ bro blew that, phew, hop out, blitz, the n~gga ain’t get back up
n~ggas be talkin’ ’bout slidin’, but n~ggas ain’t dyin’, so somethin’ ain’t addin’ up
spin out the srt, tryna make somethin’ bleed, police ain’t catchin’ us
i knew the n~gga was dead before they did, i was there when they clapped him up
n~ggas be sayin’ it’s smoke, then when they see me, be tryna dap me up
f~ck n~gga make me mad, we get on his ass, they know we fire sh~t up
i know a n~gga’ll still be alive if his b~tch~ass homies ain’t gas him up
n~ggas be yellin’ out, “gang,” but really ain’t gang, these n~ggas ain’t did enough
soon as we get the drop, out the door with my chop, you know we pullin’ up (rrah, rrah, rrah)
n~ggas be talkin’ ’bout hats, ain’t got no hats, these n~ggas ain’t k!lled enough
n~ggas be dissin’ in songs, i’m blowin’ his dome, they ain’t did more drills than us (phew, phew)
can’t go out like pac, i’ma blow my glock, n~ggas better not pull on side of this car (phew, phew, phew, phew)
hit a n~gga right in his top, now his ass on fox, roll his ass right in the ‘gar
i’ll put a switch on the back of my glock and a piece in my chop, this a fully ar
you know we keep spinnin’ and spinnin’, this sh~t don’t stop, get caught, then we lettin’ off shots (rrah, rrah)
opps ain’t on they block out west, so f~ck this sh~t, we gon’ spin out east
n~ggas keep talkin’ ’bout murderin’ me, tell ’em cross them tracks, i’ma knock down three
bangin’ them b’s for boog, disrespectin’ the opps in my pics, i’m throwin’ down b’s
bangin’ them t’s for tiy, don’t get caught in that fire, you know that we murder for tink
n~gga, b~tch, we ebk
bail out, drench ’em, blowin’ the drac’ (phew, phew)
hittin’ every block, we ain’t throwin’ no shade
shot hit his homie, he moved out the way
first time on a drill, probably shot like eight
then i took off runnin’, i was tryna get away
this the car that we used, ‘fore we spin, bend the plates
uh, if i ain’t in the car with lil’ yai tryna catch me a face, then i’m probably spinnin’ with tay
he left his gun in the house, got caught, blow him down, i bet you he totin’ today
i know a n~gga who started a war, but don’t want no parts, he playin’ it safe
i don’t get tired of patchin’ my opps and spinnin’ they blocks, i’m feelin’ like gates
pull up on c, tell him, “throw me the keys,” swap out for the strike, then we spin out the straight
i’ma tryna k!ll, lil’ bro got the wheel, see an opp while we ridin’, then we stomp on the brakes
these n~ggas know that it’s me who doin’ the drills, but still got a mask on my face
same n~ggas we tryna k!ll probably’ll squeal if we ever go down for a case
n~gga know we fiend for murder
uppin’ the score, then we uppin’ the rate (grrah)
k!llers k!ll off the love, you would think they was paid
.308 make him duck like he heard a grenade (phew, phew, phew, phew, phew, phew)
he got shot but ain’t die, other n~gga got grazed
it’s a few n~ggas popped, we ain’t sayin’ no names
lot of smoke in the air, better go and burn sage
last drill kind of rusty, gotta work on my aim
uh, uh, n~ggas be dyin’ for clout
bro tryna let my window down, told him keep it up ’cause i’m hoppin’ out (uh)
told bro park the v, unlock my door around the corner and let me out
b~tch, we been got back for that one sh~t, it’s just not talked about (shh)
uh, uh, last n~gga got white chalked (grrah)
doa on arrival, hit with a rifle, rivals knocked him off (phew, phew, phew, phew)
seen them n~ggas wasn’t ridin’ for bro, tryna get in the car, we dropped ’em off
n~ggas won’t k!ll for they bro, but k!ll ’bout a ho, i swear these n~ggas be lost
every time i come outside, shots get fired, n~ggas better not get caught
i heard the hoes outside, changed my clothes, popped out in some sh~t that cost
i got a big~ass chop on me right now, you could tell by the way i walk
she shakin’ ass on top of the car while i’m watchin’ these cars, it’s throwin’ me off
these n~ggas thought it was over, they thought i was done, but i got some sh~t in the vault
i’m tryna dirty your glocks ’cause we got some brand~new pipes that we just bought
we hit the block, they run, we chasin’, just like ricky, his ass get hawked
n~ggas be sayin’ they real, but know they ain’t real, these n~ggas know they flaw
you can’t teach these n~ggas on how to be real, that ain’t some sh~t that’s taught
you can’t teach these n~ggas your murder sk!lls, n~gga’ll double cross
you can’t bring these n~ggas to where you live, these n~ggas’ll roll you out
i can get a hundred ‘bows, a hundred los, still gettin’ it off
uh, uh, nah, we ain’t shootin’ out cars
soon as we got that drop, we spin to the block, left his ass right in the yard
know i’ma blow my strap, these n~gga be cap, we don’t need no bodyguard
last n~gga caught got stretched, tryna war with a vet, 7.62 hit hard
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