Murda Blocc (feat. A$AP Ferg)

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It go boom, bi-
 Choppa street sweeper like a broomstick
 Trigger Maxo, Waka Flocka
 Killed your partner, you ain't do sh-
 Run it 'fore I run out
 Sun up 'til the sundown
 Run it 'fore I run out
 Sun up 'til the sundown
 I'm on murda block from the sun up 'til the sundown (sundown)
 30 on my Glock, if you run up you get gunned down (gunned down)
 Servin' out my shop, better hurry 'fore I run out (run out)
 Heard you with the opps
 Catch you with 'em, you get gunned down (ayy, ayy)
 Like, what's crackin', bi-?
 Tommy, MACs and TECs, Nick Van Exel clips
 Droppin' sh-, slide in with the stick like it's hockey, bi-
 Microwave, Orville Redenbacher, popcorn, poppin' sh-
 Jigga, Dame, chopper rock a fella, Houston rock it, bi-
 I'm on murda block, with the Forum Park gorillas
 We got your homies shot, and you still ain't try to kill us
 Overheard the opps, say they Kream Clique killa
 What they talkin' 'bout? They ain't kill no Kream Clique
 Tote banana clips, catch a monkey slippin', then we kill him
 We lurkin' on his block while he lurkin' on my Twitter
 Draco baby choppa, pull up to his casa, we can't find him
 Tryna hide, no problem, we gon' pop his mama and his papa
 Shoot medulla oblongata, hit your noodles, spill your pasta
 They don't really want no problems, ask 'em how we did they partners
 Go dig your homeboy up, I bet he can't say ish
 And if you lookin' for me, I be with them Forum Park Crips (ayy, ayy)
 I'm on murda block from the sun up 'til the sundown (sundown)
 30 on my Glock, if you run up you get gunned down (gunned down)
 Servin' out my shop, better hurry 'fore I run out (run out)
 Heard you with the opps
 Catch you with 'em, you get gunned down (ayy, ayy)
 Like, what's crackin', bi-?
 Tommy, MACs and TECs, Nick Van Exel clips
 Droppin' sh-, slide in with the stick like it's hockey, bi-
 Microwave, Orville Redenbacher, popcorn, poppin' sh-
 Jigga, Dame, chopper rock a- (who, who, who)
 7:00 a.m., I wake up to the green, pick up my phone, hit Maxo Kream
 30 Crips, pack the heat, sippin' that Promethazine (woo)
 Woof, woof (yeah), woof, woof (woo)
 Woof, woof (right), woof, woof (ah, yeah)
 Leave me alone, busta, don't get me fucked up
 Better leave me alone, brother, 'fore I get you touched up
 We gon' hit your auntie, uncle and your cousin mother
 It's the jungle, keep some killers with us like like no other
 What's in the backpack, Max? Hidden that shit
 Couple riders with that rat, make 'em backflip
 Leave 'em hangin' off a roof with a bad grip
 All my niggas is the truth, got a bad clique
 Came from the hungry ham, f- them pigs, got us jammed
 Our dirty - leave 'em ghost like the clan (yeah)
 'Bout 30 ratchets, clear this shit like Pakistan
 Kids offer the cheesecake like Making The Band
 I'm on murda block from the sun up 'til the sundown (sundown)
 30 on my Glock, if you run up you get gunned down (gunned down)
 Servin' out my shop, better hurry 'fore I run out (run out)
 Heard you with the opps
 Catch you with 'em, you get gunned down (ayy, ayy)
 Like, what's crackin', bi-?
 Tommy, MACs and TECs, Nick Van Exel clips
 Droppin' sh-, slide in with the stick like it's hockey, b-
 Microwave, Orville Redenbacher, popcorn, poppin' sh-
 Jigga, Dame, chopper rock a fella, Houston rock it, bi-
 It go boom, bi-
 Choppa street sweeper like a broomstick
 Trigger Maxo, Waka Flocka
 Killed your partner, you ain't do sh-
 It go boom, bi-
 Choppa street sweeper like a broomstick
 Trigger Maxo, Waka Flocka
 Killed your partner, you ain't do sh-
 

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Duration
03:06
Key
11
Tempo
80 BPM

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