[Intro]
Any last words?
It's a murder business
Nigga, yeah (D-Roc)
[Verse 1]
This gun was bought just for to kill niggas (Yeah, yeah)
What you on Four? You already know how we get down
We be them motherfuckin’ gravediggers
Pallbearers bring your body to the grave (Yeah, bring it to the grave, slime)
We leave him slayed, nigga
It ain't a open case, we left his motherfuckin' brain missin’ (Grr)
Hold on, diamond chains, we leave a stain
Shawty just wan' give me brain
Slidin' in that fast thing, nigga know I blew the brains
Shawty tryna sell me things, know I want the whole thing
Know my brothеr sell that, boy, if not Heroine it's purе Cocaine
Know we distributors
Them hollows, you can smell it through the city, we pollutin'
Don't aim it, you just shoot it
Like Chief Sosa say, "Better get your ass up outta here, Juwanna Mann" (Get out of here)
Text him through the night and through the day
That be my fuckin' man
Bro'nem swing that, left out stains
He in Miami and he hidin’ from this murder gang (He hidin’)
The feds know my name, they tryna lock me up in chains (Chains)
The homicide detectives say Kentrell to fuckin' blame (Blame)
We leave out teddy bears right there where he bleed at
She sent the text, ain’t read that
I been in here with Jaz, count that bag, bitch, believe that
That Jag' matte black, bet soon as you see it, better run from that
We aimin' with them straps to leave you clapped right where we see you at
Hold on, swing that cutter, hold on, know it got a kick-back (Yeah, yeah)
Youngin weighed a hundred pounds, know he can't control that (Yeah)
Run up on me, it’s gon' go down, you know that I'ma blow that (Let's go)
Utah with a lot of pounds, with me where your ho at
Any last words?
It's a murder business
Nigga, yeah (D-Roc)
[Verse 1]
This gun was bought just for to kill niggas (Yeah, yeah)
What you on Four? You already know how we get down
We be them motherfuckin’ gravediggers
Pallbearers bring your body to the grave (Yeah, bring it to the grave, slime)
We leave him slayed, nigga
It ain't a open case, we left his motherfuckin' brain missin’ (Grr)
Hold on, diamond chains, we leave a stain
Shawty just wan' give me brain
Slidin' in that fast thing, nigga know I blew the brains
Shawty tryna sell me things, know I want the whole thing
Know my brothеr sell that, boy, if not Heroine it's purе Cocaine
Know we distributors
Them hollows, you can smell it through the city, we pollutin'
Don't aim it, you just shoot it
Like Chief Sosa say, "Better get your ass up outta here, Juwanna Mann" (Get out of here)
Text him through the night and through the day
That be my fuckin' man
Bro'nem swing that, left out stains
He in Miami and he hidin’ from this murder gang (He hidin’)
The feds know my name, they tryna lock me up in chains (Chains)
The homicide detectives say Kentrell to fuckin' blame (Blame)
We leave out teddy bears right there where he bleed at
She sent the text, ain’t read that
I been in here with Jaz, count that bag, bitch, believe that
That Jag' matte black, bet soon as you see it, better run from that
We aimin' with them straps to leave you clapped right where we see you at
Hold on, swing that cutter, hold on, know it got a kick-back (Yeah, yeah)
Youngin weighed a hundred pounds, know he can't control that (Yeah)
Run up on me, it’s gon' go down, you know that I'ma blow that (Let's go)
Utah with a lot of pounds, with me where your ho at
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