Lyrics Murda Music - Bandhunta Izzy feat. Bandhunta Jugg & YBG Sleezy
Ayy
why
you
think
they
call
us
demons,
bitch
we
really
evil
We
hit
your
mans
and
left
him
steaming,
we
like
killing
people
You
niggas
really
ain′t
no
shooters,
y'all
don′t
shoot
to
kill
Look
if
we
go
out
on
that
mission
you
gon'
die
for
real
Ayy
look
we
really
did
it,
done
it,
pull
up
on
your
block,
who
want
it?
Bitch
be
careful
'cause
we
comin′,
we
ain′t
lettin'
up
Pull
up
on
′em
with
a
thirty,
catch
a
body,
do
it
early
Bitch
who
died
don't
concern
me,
we
gon′
let
it
bust
Ayy
this
that
murder
music,
'cause
we
gon′
murder
you
You
say
you
catchin'
bodies,
I
never
heard
of
you
It's
cause
I′m
out
all
night
with
the
gang
Yeah
bitch
we
all
got
glizzy
You
better
not
have
no
six
shot
′Cause
bitch
this
gun
hold
fifty
Ayy
bro
I'm
′bout
to
ride
He
told
me
boy
I'm
comin′
He
said
just
let
me
shoot
him
'Cause
boy
I
really
want
him
I
told
that
nigga
I′ma
hit
him
too
It
ain't
no
chance
this
nigga
pullin'
through
Brought
down,
face
shot
What
the
fuck
this
nigga
gon′
do?
Ayy
Ayy
why
you
think
they
call
us
demons,
bitch
we
really
evil
We
hit
your
mans
and
left
him
steaming,
we
like
killing
people
You
niggas
really
ain′t
no
shooters,
y'all
don′t
shoot
to
kill
Look
if
we
go
out
on
that
mission
you
gon'
die
for
real
Ayy
look
we
really
did
it,
done
it,
pull
up
on
your
block,
who
want
it?
Bitch
be
careful
′cause
we
comin',
we
ain′t
lettin'
up
Pull
up
on
'em
with
a
thirty,
catch
a
body,
do
it
early
Bitch
who
died
don′t
concern
me,
we
gon′
let
it
bust
Man
you
know
we
did
it,
done
it
I
don't
think
y′all
niggas
don't
want
it
If
you
call
for
us
we
comin′
Run
down
on
'em,
get
to
dumpin′
Damn,
and
if
you
with
the
shit
then
we
front
him
But
if
he
say
that
that
nigga
ain't
with
that
gunplay
then
we
drop
him
'Cause
you
know
that
dummy
straight
be
with
that
fightin′
shit
We
on
your
niggas′
block,
we
out
here
lurkin'
on
that
late
night
and
shit
′Cause
I
know
it's
a
whole
lot
of
niggas
that′s
out
here
ridin'
And
all
of
my
niggas
be
slidin′
So
take
one
of
us,
then
you
know
that
you
dyin'
Ayy
why
you
think
they
call
us
demons,
bitch
we
really
evil
We
hit
your
mans
and
left
him
steaming,
we
like
killing
people
You
niggas
really
ain't
no
shooters,
y′all
don′t
shoot
to
kill
Look
if
we
go
out
on
that
mission
you
gon'
die
for
real
Ayy
look
we
really
did
it,
done
it,
pull
up
on
your
block,
who
want
it?
Bitch
be
careful
′cause
we
comin',
we
ain′t
lettin'
up
Pull
up
on
′em
with
a
thirty,
catch
a
body,
do
it
early
Bitch
who
died
don't
concern
me,
we
gon'
let
it
bust
You
know
I
cock
it,
hit
his
taco,
then
I
be
like
next
My
demons
hop
out
with
that
mop
out
like
they
made
a
mess
Bitch
I′m
bunkin′,
ain't
got
no
conscience,
don′t
make
assumptions
We
hitters,
them
bullets
hit
you,
you'll
ooch
and
ouch,
and
they
′bout
it
They
catchin'
bodies,
I
said
free
Dowdy
These
bitches,
my
niggas
crippin′
like
we
in
Cali
Stack
it
up,
Sleezy
sellin'
dope
in
Balis
And
stackin'
up,
bitch
all
my
shoes
Italian,
no
secret
Sleezy
always
up
to
somethin′,
I
keeps
it
Dummy
pull
up
walkin′
some',
I′m
gon'
leak
it
Got
the
stendo
out
the
windo,
I′m
sneaky
If
I
said
you
was
my
friend,
don't
believe
me
I′ll
blow
a
nigga
like
some
blunt
smoke,
ain't
got
it
all
Above
the
rim,
bitch
I'm
nutso,
cutthroat
Hit
his
head
from
the
backseat,
fuck
your
Leave
him
dead
on
the
backstreet,
gang
1 Intro
2 In Love Wit da Trap
3 Bacc and Forth
4 Runnin Man
5 Same Nigga
6 Sauce Walk
7 Geekin
8 Boomin
9 Extra
10 FoReal
11 Bliccy
12 Murda Music
13 Outro
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