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bfg straap - murder for hire lyrics
[intro: bfg straap]
(yeah, yeah, neeko, you made that motherf_ckin’ beat?)
(ah, nah, you ain’t made that motherf_cker)
uh, let’s go
murder for hire
bet that stick make you sing like a choir
thought you said you get cash, you a liar (imixnation for real)
uh
[chorus: bfg straap]
ayy, murder for hire (hire)
bet that stick make you sing like a choir (choir)
hey, thought you said you get cash, you a liar
i turned up, now i’m hot like a lighter (hot like a lighter)
ayy, he the feds, might be wearing a wire (12)
ayy, i got drugs, i’m the plug, you the buyer (let’s go)
ayy, love the gang ’cause they ridin’ like tires
yeah, i got this rap sh_t in a grip like some pliers
[verse 1: bfg straap]
ayy, pop a perc’, then i roll like a tire (pop a perc’)
the strap on me, yeah, that’s my attire
yeah, k!llin’ sh_t, call me straap michael myers (do that)
runnin’ sh_t and i don’t get tired (runnin’ sh_t)
ayy, drop a bag on an opp and they go on a rampage
vvs’s, they water, i feel like a mermaid
come march down your block with them sticks like a parade
he hit it, you gon’ need a life_sized bebe (huh?)
straap [?], n_gga, it’s only one way
pack just touched down, came in on a monday
[?] with the god, he got k!lled on a sunday
rockin’ all my chains, yeah, it’s finna be a fun day
got a mini draco, make you sing like beyoncé
in the trap sellin’ ‘bows like yeezy, like kanye
go broke and i’m late_night schemin’ like ak
just a kid, no toys, all i ever knew was gunplay (yeah, knew that)
[chorus: bfg straap]
ayy, murder for hire (hire)
bet that stick make you sing like a choir (choir)
hey, thought you said you get cash, you a liar
i turned up, now i’m hot like a lighter (hot like a lighter)
ayy, he the feds, might be wearing a wire (12)
ayy, i got drugs, i’m the plug, you the buyer (let’s go)
ayy, love the gang ’cause they ridin’ like tires
yeah, i got this rap sh_t in a grip like some pliers
[verse 2: 18veno]
i’m with the gang, we stay on that f_ck sh_t
got a brand new chopper, came with a scope
got a new thot, she gave me the drop
run in your sh_t and we cuttin’ your throat (b_tch)
money counter go beep
count up the cash, n_gga, i don’t get no sleep (b_tch)
blue tip, i creep (creep)
nac (c), step and get blood on my feet
get your shooter shot, dirty pot
spot an opp, headshot
187, it’s murder she wrote
this ain’t a play, i won’t put on a show
i’m with bullies, he wet like he fell of a boat (b_tch)
pyrex, scr_pe the side a lil’ b_tch (skrrt)
drop a bag (skrrt), my n_ggas slidin’ and sh_t (slide)
in the party, i brought my nine in this b_tch (nine)
if the opps in this ho, they gon’ die in this b_tch, gang
[chorus: bfg straap]
ayy, murder for hire (hire)
bet that stick make you sing like a choir (choir)
hey, thought you said you get cash, you a liar
i turned up, now i’m hot like a lighter (hot like a lighter)
ayy, he the feds, might be wearing a wire (12)
ayy, i got drugs, i’m the plug, you the buyer (let’s go)
ayy, love the gang ’cause they ridin’ like tires
yeah, i got this rap sh_t in a grip like some pliers
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