Lyrics Murda She Wrote - Waka Flocka Flame , Young Scooter , CARTEL MGM
[Verse
1:]
You
dealin'
with
El
Chapo,
bricks
like
a
fast
speedboat
Fucked
the
city
up
like
a
pussy,
I
grabbed
her
by
the
throat
Have
you
ever
seen
a
Mexican
from
the
slums
rockin'
mink
a
coat?
I
bust
because
I
need
more,
you
drownin'
tryna
stay
afloat
I'm
dancin'
like
a
fool,
my
diamonds
so
ice
cold
My
lifestyle,
Mafioso,
I
pulled
up
in
that
two-door
Ride
forth
through
them
slums
and
you
know
I
keep
them
drums
Joseph
keep
that
K,
and
Psycho
keep
that
long
When
I
reel
bands,
I'm
on
that
Freebandz
shit
Try
by
broad
day,
I'm
on
that
Flocka
shit
Show
me
where
his
mama
live,
I
don't
play
that
fuck
shit
Everybody
know
I'm
true
to
this
This
that
life
I
chose
to
live...
[Hook:]
Shootout,
we
undefeated
Dumb
fuck
nigga
(squad)
we
don't
need
it
He
went
out
with
a
pack,
I
can't
believe
that
(stupid)
But
now
where
his
mama
workin',
where
she
sleepin?
Murda
she
wrote
– bricks
take
a
fast
speed,
so
Every
time
my
phone
rings
– c-notes
65,
000
for
a
brick
of
dope
– they
don't
want
no
Reekos
[Verse
2:]
Grove
Street
nigga
ain't
no
changin'
me
You
little
rappers
at
'em,
where
them
gangstas
be?
I
fuck
your
girl,
she
thankin'
me
My
shootouts
they
make
history,
muggin'
won't
do
shit
to
me
My
shooters
they
right
next
to
me
Up
ahead,
may
you
rest
in
peace
I'm
ridin'
with
all
felonies,
guess
that's
just
the
thug
in
me
My
Phantom
Ghost
Monopoly,
it's
65,
you
want
a
key
Hit
the
lights,
I
seen
the
folks
Make
it
rain
like
Rex
Roe
El
Diego
if
you
want
an
elbow
We
got
it
for
the
low
Gangbangin',
robbin'
niggas,
then
we
sellin'
blow
Takin'
all
day,
man,
my
youngins
lettin'
forties
go
These
niggas
know,
we
gon'
show
that
Throw
bands
in
the
club,
we
gon'
throw
that
(dope
money)
[Hook]
[Verse
3:]
The
street's
fucked
up,
I'm
'bout
to
up
the
price
65,
000
for
a
brick
of
white
I
took
a
9 out,
I
never
do
it
right
Remix
remix
remix
and
let
'em
take
flight
Young
Scooter,
yeah,
I
live
a
dope
boy
life
I'm
talkin'
20
shootouts
and
not
even
hit
yet
65
licks,
I
done
hit
that
If
you
want
65
bricks
you
could
get
that
Interstate
65,
I
done
jumped
it
Lil'
Mexico
City
where
my
'hood
at
Shootout
(shootout)
drug
house
(yeah)
Me
and
Flocka
Flame
'bout
to
cash
out
[Hook]
1 Stay Hood
2 Tax Money
3 DuFlocka Rant, Pt. 2 Outro
4 Hoodrich
5 Two Gunz Up
6 Ain't Right
7 Fell
8 Anything But Broke
9 Murda She Wrote
10 Can't Do Golds
11 Fast Forward
12 College Girl
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