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murda b, set da trend & tata - murda this, murda that كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: tata]
pass me the knock, on bro, i’ll go ku
call me ‘pac cause i carry the deuce
might better duck if i slide in this goose and my feet to big they can’t fit in my shoes
she say she a virgin but her p_ssy loose
oh, this b_tch think i’m boo boo the fool
b_tch, i’m with murda, she throw off the train, i might pull up with thunder ain’t talkin’ no shoots

[chorus: murda b & tata]
murda let the bullets just rip through her guts
why ya talking about me when i give no f_cks
f_ck that b_tch ass cause she move like a mutt
better move out the way when i’m throwing these slugs
like, murda this, murda that
ya just putting my name up in tracks
stop lying and sh_t but let’s gеt to the facts
you the reason ya homiе got packed

murda this, murda that
like, lil notti never coming back
that lil dummy traveling in a pack and that dummy got put in a box, like [?]

[verse 2: set da trend]
setty, you know i’m quick to attack
came with the smith and move like that man in black
i’m tryna put that boy under
17 shots [?] feel like tucker
you know i’m not with the chuckin
setty that n_gga that pump it in public
spin through the 8 and they runnin’
[?] got hit and he still ain’t do nothing
like how?
honcho got shot in his stomach
n_ggas be talkin’ but they know how my n_ggas coming
move to the [?] he got hit in his m_ffin
always be talkin like [?]
[verse 3: tata]
why these n_ggas be cappin’ and sh_t
like they ain’t tough they just rappin’ and sh_t
round of applause, i be clappin’ her sh_t, like “oh my god, what happened to him?”
shorty ridin’ my d_ck like a rodeo
got a drac’ i ain’t talkin’ no ovo
and these n_ggas keep dissin’ and dyin’
they cap on the net and go out by a pokey doke

[verse 4: murda b & set da trend]
i’m tryna hop out the v, if i catch me a 8, oh n_gga, imma geek
back out the 40, n_gga, let it squeeze
if i catch me a opp, leave him on his knees
i’m tryna let all the bullets go fly
he can get shot if he jack e4 rah
f_ck dotty this sh_t got me high i won’t mention that b_tch who got shot in her eye
f_ck mex
and i’m leaving all you b_tches vexed
better run when i back out the tec
imma keep shooting ’till there’s nun left (like grrah)

you better duck or lay low
stay with baddie she movin’ like j. lo
nesty got hit with the v and then case closed
scoring for jay ripk, flockin for nazzy
i’m on the well two guns they siamese
strapped up, i ain’t dej loaf, come try me
head tap that boy do not need a id
she hear i’m spanish so she call me papi
gun gotta kick i do not know karate
33 on me i feel like i’m scottie
i_i am mohamed so don’t try to box me
if you gon top me, lil’ b_tch, do it sloppy
[verse 5: tata & set da trend]
tell me i’m nice with the rock
41, we got this sh_t on lock
man, why these n_ggas never on they block
i hit a stop and make a n_gga drop
how is these n_ggas claiming they my opps
30 clip feel like stephen with the pot
you not a ooter, n_gga, pass the knocks
shot after shot until a body drop

- murda b set da trend tata

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