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nwm cee murdaa - gi joe (kobe) lyrics

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(intro)
go, murdaa
neco boutta shoot y’all
bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah
cash, skrr, 30, skrr, 30

[chorus]
to the opps who duckin` me cuz p_ssy i ain`t duckin` you (raah)
and if i catch a n_gga goosin` then you know i`m pluckin` you (tell `em boy)
i`m like magic with this tool, i up the squad to 32
and i ain`t goin` back and forth, b_tch i ain`t playin` ducked up goo`
i pop 1, i pop 2, i pop 3, i pop 4
i popped him, i popped her, pop the perc, i`m on go
brand new glock, it take 30, i shot kobe, 24
i`m that n_gga goin` mansions
crackin` sh_t like gi joe (what?)

{verse 1}
guess what time, we front line
bombin` sh_t like kim jong_un (30)
pull up fast, won`t see me but just know i`m gon` see you
i buck choppas, i buck macs, i can buck a uzi too (brr, boom, boom)
i got 1 glock it do justice, but i like buckin` with 2 (i do)
ap gang that`s on my wrist, ain`t always pay that`s on the mall (ap)
n_ggas know i never play, if you diss me won`t see tomorrow
and my boy they really trap, our traps look like call the halls
and i mean no what the bih get k!lled, if you come break the law
who dem n_ggas, we dem n_ggas that popped him and all his n_ggas (what?)
they like “murdaa gettin` richer i can tell bout all these pictures“
hoes be flockin` just like pidgeons (brr)
pop you fast won`t be a victim (boom)
yeah they know that i`m a rapper but at heart i`m still a k!ller (murdaa)

[chorus]
to the opps who duckin` me cuz p_ssy i ain`t duckin` you (raah)
and if i catch a n_gga goosin` then you know i`m pluckin` you (tell `em boy)
i`m like magic with this tool, i up the squad to 32
and i ain`t goin` back and forth, b_tch i ain`t playin` ducked up goo`
i pop 1, i pop 2, i pop 3, i pop 4
i popped him, i popped her, pop the perc, i`m on go
brand new glock, it take 30, i shot kobe, 24
i`m that n_gga goin` mansions
crackin` sh_t like gi joe (what?)

{verse 2}
boy don`t run, imma catch you (c`mere), pray to god cuz imma bless you (what?)
38, this b_tch special, rip your tissue and your vessels
all the sh_lls, it`s gon` catch `em, leave yo` ass bent like i press `em
told that b_tch don`t think you`re special, ten more b_tches i ex you (i do)
f_ck you twice won`t even text you, call you when i`m tryna s_x you
talk too much i would`ve kept you but i kicked your ass and left you
i peep n_ggas tryna steal my drip and sauce just like they plank `em
but they can`t do it like me, been told them boys i`m bigger rankin`

[chorus]
to the opps who duckin` me cuz p_ssy i ain`t duckin` you (raah)
and if i catch a n_gga goosin` then you know i`m pluckin` you (tell `em boy)
i`m like magic with this tool, i up the squad to 32
and i ain`t goin` back and forth, b_tch i ain`t playin` ducked up goo`
i pop 1, i pop 2, i pop 3, i pop 4
i popped him, i popped her, pop the perc, i`m on go
brand new glock, it take 30, i shot kobe, 24
i`m that n_gga goin` mansions
crackin` sh_t like gi joe (what?)

- nwm cee murdaa

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