[Chorus]
(Talk to 'em!)
My hood made me a killer, nigga, you can see it in my eyes
(You can see it in my eyes, nigga)
Ever since I caught that first body, it's been murder on my mind
(Yeah, it's been murder on my mind, pussy, look look)
Even my bitches on the same shit, I fuck around and get you lined
(Hah! I get you lined up! Look look)
Everybody Is Food nigga, I got murder on my mind (Food, uh, uh, uh)
I got murder on my mind
[Verse 1]
They wanna know where I get that new Ruger I bought from
16 with a body, nobody knew that I caught one
I aim for his stomach, tried to give him a shit bag
The nigga didn't make it, damn, I guess he got hit bad (ueah)
You tried to run up on me, had to fire this big heat (Hold that, nigga)
He seen that I was young, so I guess he thought shit sweet (Oh, you thought shit was sweet, huh?)
I heard that last shit you niggas dropped and that shit's weak (That shit is garbage!)
I pop a nigga in his chest and make his whole shit leak (Boom boom boom!)
I ain't fightin' niggas, I'ma give you a slug first
My OG looked at me and said I got blood thirst
But don't think it's a game with my knuckles, they does work
It's just I'd rather lay a nigga down in the mud first (Hahaha!)
When I was locked up, nigga I didn't write home (Nah)
Ain't callin' everyday, I wasn't sending no kites home (I'm good)
I had to whoop a pussy nigga right in the cell
Then hit the yard and did 20 sets of pull-ups, for real (Free my nigga, yeah yeah)
(Talk to 'em!)
My hood made me a killer, nigga, you can see it in my eyes
(You can see it in my eyes, nigga)
Ever since I caught that first body, it's been murder on my mind
(Yeah, it's been murder on my mind, pussy, look look)
Even my bitches on the same shit, I fuck around and get you lined
(Hah! I get you lined up! Look look)
Everybody Is Food nigga, I got murder on my mind (Food, uh, uh, uh)
I got murder on my mind
[Verse 1]
They wanna know where I get that new Ruger I bought from
16 with a body, nobody knew that I caught one
I aim for his stomach, tried to give him a shit bag
The nigga didn't make it, damn, I guess he got hit bad (ueah)
You tried to run up on me, had to fire this big heat (Hold that, nigga)
He seen that I was young, so I guess he thought shit sweet (Oh, you thought shit was sweet, huh?)
I heard that last shit you niggas dropped and that shit's weak (That shit is garbage!)
I pop a nigga in his chest and make his whole shit leak (Boom boom boom!)
I ain't fightin' niggas, I'ma give you a slug first
My OG looked at me and said I got blood thirst
But don't think it's a game with my knuckles, they does work
It's just I'd rather lay a nigga down in the mud first (Hahaha!)
When I was locked up, nigga I didn't write home (Nah)
Ain't callin' everyday, I wasn't sending no kites home (I'm good)
I had to whoop a pussy nigga right in the cell
Then hit the yard and did 20 sets of pull-ups, for real (Free my nigga, yeah yeah)
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