Murder JayDaYoungan
"Murder" by JayDaYoungan, released in 2021, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of violence, loss, and street life. The lyrics reflect the struggles and dangers of living in a harsh environment, conveying a sense of pain and resilience. Unique elements include a haunting beat and raw delivery, resonating deeply within the hip-hop community.
[Intro]
Uhh
Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh
Jah, eat it up
Jahmoni, who that is?
[Chrorus]
They know that it's murder, when them niggas see me
No rats in my circle, all these niggas cheesy
Smokin' on that purple, barney what I'm chiefin'
Go check on yo' mans, pick him up, make sure he breathin'
[Verse 1]
We took some to leg, should of been the head, that shit was petty petty
Could of end up dead, we still ain't scared, bitch, we steady steppin'
Look me in my eyes, it's homicide, bitch, I'm ready ready
Catch him by his dreads and leave a mess like spaghеtti-ghetti
Don’t ask why I throw fours up, bitch, I'm from that southside
They act likе they know us, bitch, I'm really 'bout mine
Tag a nigga toes up, and left a nigga mouth wide
Quarantine over with, so tell that bitch come outside
Pole my magic stick, so when I blow this bitch go voilà
He say he want smoke, we make him choke, he gon' get high high
Close range blood stain, we left him looking tie dye
He want beef? I slide with five guys and I don't believe in drive-bys
Uhh
Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh
Jah, eat it up
Jahmoni, who that is?
[Chrorus]
They know that it's murder, when them niggas see me
No rats in my circle, all these niggas cheesy
Smokin' on that purple, barney what I'm chiefin'
Go check on yo' mans, pick him up, make sure he breathin'
[Verse 1]
We took some to leg, should of been the head, that shit was petty petty
Could of end up dead, we still ain't scared, bitch, we steady steppin'
Look me in my eyes, it's homicide, bitch, I'm ready ready
Catch him by his dreads and leave a mess like spaghеtti-ghetti
Don’t ask why I throw fours up, bitch, I'm from that southside
They act likе they know us, bitch, I'm really 'bout mine
Tag a nigga toes up, and left a nigga mouth wide
Quarantine over with, so tell that bitch come outside
Pole my magic stick, so when I blow this bitch go voilà
He say he want smoke, we make him choke, he gon' get high high
Close range blood stain, we left him looking tie dye
He want beef? I slide with five guys and I don't believe in drive-bys
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