Murda Cap

Cut throat shit, nigga, cutthroat business
Cut throat shit, nigga, cutthroat business
Cut throat shit, nigga, cutthroat business

Real street nigga turn nothing to something
Bro in the cut and he clutching a hunnit
He don't give a fuck, get to bucking for nothing
I'm fucking this bitch, got a butt like a onion

My other lil' bitch got a butt like a pumpkin
I'm making some money, you making assumptions
You can't come back just for making shit public
Cutthroat shit but I'm clutching bazookas

I ain't no shit but this money is music
Real as it get shit, I'm straight out St. Louis
You with it, I'm with it
So shit we can do it

Throw you some plates till you cracking and booming
Supply and demand start taxing the goofies
Bust on her back send her back to a rudy
Cut niggas off, I ain't trying to recruit ya

Prayed for this shit, thank God, hallelujah
I be with killers, don't run with no shooters
I stuff my gun in my pants like a fupa
Beat on that pussy, she thought I abused her

I love a cougar, money seduced her
Gave so much head that I called her a tutor
Dive in that pussy, I feel like a scuba
Let's take a trip, take you straight to Aruba

Pull up in striker, I'm finna get one up
Ain't shooting or fighting then nigga shut up
He think he on that, but I'll make him nut up
Feel like Milwaukee, I'm getting these bucks up

Swinging this chopper, it feel like a nunchuck
Chase niggas down, he thought he got bum rushed
I'm running shit, what the fuck I'm run for
You ain't on shit, what you clutching a gun for

Hold on, hold on
Heart so cold, I be feeling like Frozone
Streets get cold, so I got me a coat on
So much gas, so we call this a Ozone
I'm on your ass so you can't even go home

She throw it back, told me catch it and go long
I'm on that now, so I can't even prolong
Get shit cracking and thumping off both phones
Uh, uh, fucked her than left her

She thought she was special
Want it today, it's cause a lil extra
I was fucked up, had to get it together
Two-double cups, I be sipping like Texas

I ain't even pop it, they say that I'm flexing
The police be watching, but can't even catch me
Niggas be stealing and jocking my fashion
Feeling like JB, bitch, I can shoot

He ain't even did shit he hanging with dude
She ate the dick and she ain't even chew
Beat on that pussy she thought I produced
Feeling like K-Dot, doo, doo, doo, doo
Give him a face shot, boom, boom, boom, boom

Bucking a may knot, we up in June
Baddies on baddies, you think I'm with Zeus
A nigga that played with this shit, I ain't heard of that
He want the beef, then I'm bringing a burger back

Shorty at Demon, he shoot where the churches at
I'm from St. Louis, you know that's the murder cap
Uh, uh, I'm from St. Louis, you know that's the murder cap
Uh, uh, I'm from St. Louis, you know that's the murder cap

Uh, uh, cut throat shit, nigga, cut throat business
Cut throat shit, nigga, cutthroat business
Cut throat shit, nigga, cutthroat business
Uh, uh, cut throat shit, nigga, cutthroat business

Uh, uh, cut throat shit, nigga, cutthroat business