Murda Town

(He was talkin' shit)
Turn me up Brando
(Nigga, ain't no one keep playin' with me, I'ma show these niggas what's up)
Ay, say, Brando, nigga, what it's hittin' for?

I'm still that certain nigga from the jungle (my nigga Brando been sick with it)
Every nigga been talkin'
Man, that shit ain't stoppin' (uh, uh, uh)
If you ain't hear me, I'm from the Six, nigga
I'ma get rich, nigga
Ay, ay-ay-ay

He was talkin' shit, got sent to a early grave
Big choppers to his face, broad day, he got to lay
Choppers on the interstate, me do the race, I see the Jakes
He gon' get it in today, me seek him, that's on Tay-Tay, hold on

Nigga, this that creep shit (life is serious, thug)
Oh, I'm who you want beef with (wеll, that's a bet, bro)
Run down and just seen him (they got me fuckеd up)
Nigga ain't the one to be played with
I'ma show you niggas what's up

Daddy gangster, mama flawed
The child reckless and wild
He come from a murda town where there's killers involved
In front your house, they stalk you out
Waitin' on you to come out (boom)
Then they take it on (skrrt), then they skrrt off

Choppers out, nigga, we gonna swing
Fuck you and that shit you claim
Goblin Gang, that be the gang
Dissin' us and still gon' bang

Speak facts, speakin' on my name
Can't come back, he lost his brain
Ain't blood in? Then, you can't hang
My heart is full of pain

Mind set on race, give me a reason to kill
Disrespect me, then, I will
I swear, my heart pump no fear
Huh, all night stalkin', tryin' not to fuck up the drill

They just gon' pop out when he outside, we ain't shootin' up his crib
Hit the corner, pop out on her, smoke that boy, marijuana
You know you can tell that nigga dead if you see the corner
Talk that shit like I came back from dead, they won't put me under
I would tell you how many niggas heads we done took up off 'em

How many niggas got hit up with lead and they still talkin'?
Them niggas ain't hard body, them niggas zombie walkin' (what else?)
Them niggas ain't got no bodies, can't say who really got 'em
And, you can go ask my mama, Mad Max, I been a problem

Daddy gangster, mama flawed
The child reckless and wild
He come from a murda town where there's killers involved
In front your house, they stalk you out
Waitin' on you to come out (boom)
Then they take it on (skrrt), then they skrrt off

Daddy gangster, mama flawed
The child reckless and wild
He come from a murda town where there's killers involved
In front your house, they stalk you out
Waitin' on you to come out (boom)
Then they take it on (skrrt), then they skrrt off

Ain't got no pics at all
Let's see what they 'bout
Hop out, chase 'em down
Stand over him, he fall

War wounds, like a soldier, I made it far
Trenches, I made it out, but I still keep my role
No love, I'm forever scarred (woo)
We put that stick on, boy
Make lil' whodie hold that noise
Send him a trip to the Lord
Oh, Lord, oh, Lord
Caught that boy in his yard try to leave that bitch in his car

Ay, but you know
You know how we fuck, nigga
Yeah, it ain't no runnin' nigga
Catch a nigga, just dump it, nigga
Ya hear me?
No, they can't touch me, I'm from the Six, nigga
Free them guys