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Murdaa
Skrt, skrt skrt
Hold on I ain't been in the booth in a
minute I got to feel myself you heard me
Gang gang gang
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Hahaha
100k shit man you already know 30 Deep
N.W.M you heard me quick little statement
Who that nigga? Ask around bet they say Alphamega Buccz
I touched the city with a knot and got a couple goofies touched
They like Cee Murdaa please calm
down your ass been gettin' in too much
So I sat back and switched the goal and he clapped all the goofies up

I got murder on my mind can't hang that shit up on the shelf
Got a cake baked for the goofies I'ma serve that shit myself
He said fuck me but yelled bro please when I had caught him by hisself
Bitch it's get down or lay down you gon' get right or gon' get left

Smokin' top shelf this ain't kelp I hit him twice was yellin' help
He tried to sprint couldn't make the
steps and got his goofy slow ass left
Smokin' top shelf this ain't kelp I hit him twice was yellin' help
He tried to sprint couldn't make the
steps and got his goofy slow ass left

I smoke a whole lot of goofies my favorite one of 'em all
Is the one got Cheddar Bob by the racks sittin' in the car
Boy you get hit up with this micro I ain't tryna come spar
Yeah I might fight you in the mall we get outside I flip cars
This for all them niggas dissin' Big Murdaa won't stand down
Y'all boys tryna rap beef I drop ten now it's a damn man down
Caught him slippin' pants down let DP out he ran down
And all you heard was round of
applause clappin' ain't talkin' hand sounds
Fuck nigga wanna play around but nah I ain't with none of that
Give me an AR or a K and watch Murdaa go dumb with that
That lil' bitch thought I had a
heart that shit dead I been done with that
They say your past gon' hunt you
down so shit fuck it can't run from that

Smokin' top shelf this ain't kelp I hit him twice was yellin' help
He tried to sprint couldn't make the
steps and got his goofy slow ass left
Smokin' top shelf this ain't kelp I hit him twice was yellin' help
He tried to sprint couldn't make the
steps and got his goofy slow ass left

Uh bitch I'm still steppin' and you know I'm still reppin'
Them same niggas from my section they
never got checked can't check me and,
You can't ever correct me yeah I can fight my hands deadly
But I'd rather up this glizzy and send your bitch ass to heaven

I got murder on my mind can't hang that shit up on the shelf
Got a cake baked for the goofies I'ma serve that shit myself
He said fuck me but yelled bro please when I had caught him by hisself
Bitch it's get down or lay down you gon' get right or gon' get left

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da
I like this beat on God
Haha