Murda

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Murda

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Its about to be a murder its about to be a murder its about to be a murder First 48 nigga Niggas kill down here in that texas So pussy nigga think about it before you start plexing I hit up garden city stop in that grey section Pick up my nigga dre I heard boys talking reckless We both got the tek will check and got the k This bitch he fucking with told me where them niggas stay And word around town they was planning on jacking So we going to ride down and see what the fuck is happening They rob my nigga black for a hundred and two bricks And bosses don't take losses I'm going to get up in they shit Peek around the corner saw they cars in the yard They all posted up smoking weed with some broads I let my window down and let them niggas see my face Started busting shots they was all over the place Leaving no witnesses I ain't trying to catch a case Thats what you niggas get for trying to get up in my safe Its the first 48 Its about to be a murder Its about to be a murder Its about to be a murder First 48 nigga Ran up in they house we about to jack the jackers Gotta make the shit quick before them laws catch us Had them niggas stash buy packs full of cash Bricks in the attic now we out the door fast Hopped up in the car one of them was still moving Ran his ass over like fuck it kept cruising Got rid of the car next heading to the spot Time to count this money up lets see what the fuck we got Now that we have the meal That was all the deal And thats without the jewelry plus the six bricks steel We split it four ways one sixty five a piece So shit we hit a lick and came up in the streets And even though them niggas know my clique hit that lick Them laws ain't gone do shit cause ain't nobody snitch So its down for questioning but ain't nobody talking Its another open case and now everybody walking Its the first 48 Its about to be a murder Its about to be a murder Its about to be a murder First 48 niggas Its about to be a murder Its about to be a murder Its about to be a murder First 48 niggas Heey see the moral to the motherfucking story is No matter what the fuck you do man When the laws get you in that motherfucking room man Dont fold up man Theirs only one way out of this shit you know what I'm sayin And thats shut the fuck up man Snitches go to jail to man believe that Shut the fuck up

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