Shmurda Talk (feat. Rowdy Rebel)
Oh, really (oh really)
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Doe, Doe Beezy
Brrr (brr)
Ayy, Rowdy what the fuck goin' on, nigga GS9 shit, nigga
I'm here with GS9, ya dig?
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, free the Shmurda (ayy, free Cueno)
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, free the Shmurda (ayy-ayy, free Rasha)
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, free the Shmurda (ayy, free A-Rod)
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, free the Shmurda (ayy, free Meeshie)
(Ayy, free my gang, bitch)
Hop out on your fuckin' block
I empty the whole Glock (boom, boom, boom-boom)
I just fucked her off this Perc and then I emptied in your thot
Went and peeled with this burner
Yeah, them bullets ah-ah-ah (ah-ah-ah)
Bitch, I pulled up with them Shmurdas
We hopped out like ah-ah-ah (hey, ah-ah-ah)
Tell me when you're tryna link, bitch, I'ma pull up on the dot (skrr)
Pussy nigga keep on duckin', I'ma pull up on his spot (hello)
Hope that pussy boy don't touch me
'Cause I'm way too fly-y-y (i'm way too fly)
Reach his hand out for my chain, this man should wave goodbye-ye-ye
Get 'em outta here, now his homies mad he not here (oh really?)
Really gangstas, still ain't tell, was facin' 45 years
I ain't stoppin' till my opp mama shed 45 tears (facts)
He can't join the gang unless he get like four or five kills (bah, bah, bah, bah)
Rock my ice around the city, know my opps ain't tryin' that
Ain't talkin' 'bout my IG comments
But I'm quick to fire that (bah, bah, bah, bah)
Fu-fu-fuck, I tell 'em slide back
Come get your body back (come on, come on)
Opps scared, they heard that Rowdy back
It's up, it's stuck like Bobby hat (oh really?)
All my shooters always on stay on offense (offense)
Big stepper, big dawg, always leavin' paw prints
Never leave my Glizzy
Bitch, I always keep it often (bah, bah, bah, bah)
Get my shoes dirty, I'ma shoot
Watch where you walkin' (bah, bah, bah, bah)
Hopped in the AMG (skrrt, skrrt), please don't think it's sweet
Sittin' sideways, choppa takin' up the seat (grrrrr)
Pull up with that broomstick
Sweep 'em off his feet (boom, boom, boom)
Choppa size of 42 Dugg, slidin' through the D
Brrr
They done freed the Shmurdas (oh really?)
They done freed the Shmurdas
Ayo, Doe, look, I just got the call
I'ma stretch his ass
Blood talk to me when I strategize how we gon' get that bag
They done freed the Shmurdas
Big stepper (yeah), always leavin' paw prints
Bitch, I grew up on 9-5th and Clarkson (we get busy)
Who the fuck jumped out the backseat like what's poppin'? (Slice Billy)
That was Slice just bein' silly
Nearly dropped him (ayy, boy, stop playin', fool)
When they front like they on go
That's where we go, just where they at
When they send they homie for my lil' homie send 'em back (boom, boom, boom)
Don't go tweakin' on the net 'cause we come tweakin' at your trap ('cause we come tweakin' at your trap)
My lil' homie just 14, he know how to load this Mac (grrrr)
Bitch, I'm from the streets, bitch, I'm too elite
Glizzy on my lap, let it clap
Don't even speak (bah-bah, bah-bah, bah-bah, don't even speak)
Bitch, don't throw away that orange juice
That's for my beans (that's for my beans)
Bitch, I'm GS9 but Shiesty know I'm COD (COD)
That's a fact
He'll hit you in your head just for a pack (just for a pack)
Boy, no cap, tell my lil' nigga
"Snap" and he gon' snap (bah-bah bah-bah, bah-bah, know he gon' snap)
He gon' black, running telling lies, boy, gon' tell 'em that
That's a fact, got the city live
City on the map, on my back (grr, grr, grr, bah, grr)
Oh, really
Damn, they done freed the Shmurdas
They done fucked up, free the Shmurdas
They done fucked up, free the Shmurdas
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Doe, Doe Beezy
Brrr (brr)
Ayy, Rowdy what the fuck goin' on, nigga GS9 shit, nigga
I'm here with GS9, ya dig?
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, free the Shmurda (ayy, free Cueno)
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, free the Shmurda (ayy-ayy, free Rasha)
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, free the Shmurda (ayy, free A-Rod)
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, free the Shmurda (ayy, free Meeshie)
(Ayy, free my gang, bitch)
Hop out on your fuckin' block
I empty the whole Glock (boom, boom, boom-boom)
I just fucked her off this Perc and then I emptied in your thot
Went and peeled with this burner
Yeah, them bullets ah-ah-ah (ah-ah-ah)
Bitch, I pulled up with them Shmurdas
We hopped out like ah-ah-ah (hey, ah-ah-ah)
Tell me when you're tryna link, bitch, I'ma pull up on the dot (skrr)
Pussy nigga keep on duckin', I'ma pull up on his spot (hello)
Hope that pussy boy don't touch me
'Cause I'm way too fly-y-y (i'm way too fly)
Reach his hand out for my chain, this man should wave goodbye-ye-ye
Get 'em outta here, now his homies mad he not here (oh really?)
Really gangstas, still ain't tell, was facin' 45 years
I ain't stoppin' till my opp mama shed 45 tears (facts)
He can't join the gang unless he get like four or five kills (bah, bah, bah, bah)
Rock my ice around the city, know my opps ain't tryin' that
Ain't talkin' 'bout my IG comments
But I'm quick to fire that (bah, bah, bah, bah)
Fu-fu-fuck, I tell 'em slide back
Come get your body back (come on, come on)
Opps scared, they heard that Rowdy back
It's up, it's stuck like Bobby hat (oh really?)
All my shooters always on stay on offense (offense)
Big stepper, big dawg, always leavin' paw prints
Never leave my Glizzy
Bitch, I always keep it often (bah, bah, bah, bah)
Get my shoes dirty, I'ma shoot
Watch where you walkin' (bah, bah, bah, bah)
Hopped in the AMG (skrrt, skrrt), please don't think it's sweet
Sittin' sideways, choppa takin' up the seat (grrrrr)
Pull up with that broomstick
Sweep 'em off his feet (boom, boom, boom)
Choppa size of 42 Dugg, slidin' through the D
Brrr
They done freed the Shmurdas (oh really?)
They done freed the Shmurdas
Ayo, Doe, look, I just got the call
I'ma stretch his ass
Blood talk to me when I strategize how we gon' get that bag
They done freed the Shmurdas
Big stepper (yeah), always leavin' paw prints
Bitch, I grew up on 9-5th and Clarkson (we get busy)
Who the fuck jumped out the backseat like what's poppin'? (Slice Billy)
That was Slice just bein' silly
Nearly dropped him (ayy, boy, stop playin', fool)
When they front like they on go
That's where we go, just where they at
When they send they homie for my lil' homie send 'em back (boom, boom, boom)
Don't go tweakin' on the net 'cause we come tweakin' at your trap ('cause we come tweakin' at your trap)
My lil' homie just 14, he know how to load this Mac (grrrr)
Bitch, I'm from the streets, bitch, I'm too elite
Glizzy on my lap, let it clap
Don't even speak (bah-bah, bah-bah, bah-bah, don't even speak)
Bitch, don't throw away that orange juice
That's for my beans (that's for my beans)
Bitch, I'm GS9 but Shiesty know I'm COD (COD)
That's a fact
He'll hit you in your head just for a pack (just for a pack)
Boy, no cap, tell my lil' nigga
"Snap" and he gon' snap (bah-bah bah-bah, bah-bah, know he gon' snap)
He gon' black, running telling lies, boy, gon' tell 'em that
That's a fact, got the city live
City on the map, on my back (grr, grr, grr, bah, grr)
Oh, really
Damn, they done freed the Shmurdas
They done fucked up, free the Shmurdas
They done fucked up, free the Shmurdas
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Writer(s): Chad Marshall, Lesidney Ragland, Cotrell Denard
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