Lyrics Murda - lil wayne , Cory Gunz , Capo
First
degree
murda
Beg
dem
nuh
push
it
further
This
a
nuh
beef
weh
make
burga
The
youths
dem
strapped
with
dem
burner
Real
niggas
say
soo
woo
and
such
and
such
kill
such
and
such
The
street
talking,
bullshit
walks
on
crutches
but
it's
strut
to
strut
Niggas
panic
button
pressing
the
end
is
coming
Count
your
blessings
We
living
in
the
day
and
time
where
the
ten
commandments
are
now
suggestions
How
depressing,
how
invested
click
clack,
pow
intestines
Bad
bitches
in
flower
dresses
with
tight
pussies
I
found
the
crevice
AK
bullets
move
mountains
Break
them
bitches
down
to
pebbles
That
tough
talk
is
like
music
to
my
ears
so
keep
it
a
capella
Based
on
a
true
story
we
not
worry
you
too
worried
I
faced
my
fears
and
told
them
motherfuckers
y'all
too
gorgeous
Dread
head
from
New
Orleans
Where
the
youth
dem
got
two
choices
Shoot
or
get
shot
or
a
nigga
choose
for
you
We
murdered
them
First
degree
murda
Beg
dem
nuh
push
it
further
This
a
nuh
beef
weh
make
burga
The
youths
dem
strapped
with
dem
burner
First
degree
murda
Beg
dem
nuh
push
it
further
This
a
nuh
beef
weh
make
burga
The
youths
dem
strapped
with
dem
burner
Yo,
Tune
point
and
I'm
dusting
niggas
I
ain't
talking
lacing
no
marijuana
Soon
as
I
hatch
I
reign
like
a
quail
And
I
don't
give
2 fucks
I
ain't
a
koala
My
uncle
gangsta
but
I
make
him
nervous
All
he
see
in
my
face
is
murda
Waste
a
burna
is
my
waste
a
furnace
I'm
pacing
turners
your
face
the
thermos
First
birthday
wish
was
getting
picked
up
Shoot
a
nigga
wake
up
on
the
wake
up
Lay
down
and
a
model
bitch
ache
up
Then
I
put
pearls
in
a
bitch
like
Jacob
Play
tough
taped
off
of
this
day
pub
Race
off
like
some
motherfucking
make
up
Take
off
looking
for
something
to
take
up
Want
the
paper?
Or
you
want
in
the
paper?
Not
horoscopes
but
in
the
horror
scope
Pray
to
God
you
see
tomorrow,
nope
They
gave
my
nigga
30
for
a
jar
of
dope
But
do
a
nigga
dirty
with
a
bar
of
soap
Blowing
so
much
you
sneezing
dick
Believe
in
me
I
don't
believe
in
shit
Y'all
pinching
pennies?
I'm
squeezing
drip
It's
Young
Money
till
I'm
in
the
freezer
stiff
Bitch
First
degree
murda
Beg
dem
nuh
push
it
further
This
a
nuh
beef
weh
make
burga
The
youths
dem
strapped
with
dem
burner
First
degree
murda
Beg
dem
nuh
push
it
further
This
a
nuh
beef
weh
make
burga
The
youths
dem
strapped
with
dem
burner
It's
all
about
the
money
nigga
fuck
the
fame
Where
we
come
from
shots
ring
nigga
broad
day
Lil
woadie
said
he
had
the
chance
he
do
the
shit
again
Pop
the
pills
for
the
pain
but
still
won't
feel
a
thing
It's
deeper
than
this
rapper
man
the
back
soaking
gang
Cartier
frames
got
them
looking
at
me
strange
Why
pre
mostly
heard
in
the
rally
same?
Lowkey
can
still
get
a
brick
off
my
name
Now
I'mma
tell
you
this
here
for
my
youngin
and
them
The
same
ones
I
help
the
corners
with
do
numbers
with
If
there
ever
was
a
problem
watch
them
pull
up
quick
Caught
an
L
sticking
to
the
script
you
know
I
switched
We
now
switch
First
degree
murda
Beg
dem
nuh
push
it
further
This
a
nuh
beef
weh
make
burga
The
youths
dem
strapped
with
dem
burner
First
degree
murda
Beg
dem
nuh
push
it
further
This
a
nuh
beef
weh
make
burga
The
youths
dem
strapped
with
dem
burner
1 Pick Up Your Heart
2 White Girl
3 Living Right
4 Pull Up
5 Post Bail Ballin
6 Without You
7 Thinking Bout You
8 Murda
9 Psycho
10 I'm That Nigga
11 London Roads
12 My Heart Races On
13 I Feel Good
14 Glory
15 He's Dead
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