Текст песни MURDAMAN! (feat. Chief Keef) - YungManny , Chief Keef

Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murdaman
Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murdaman (ha, go)
Murda, murda, murdaman (I'm in that station, I'm on shits, nigga)
Murda, murda, murdaman (you know what's on my hip, nigga)

Murdaman, watch me do my murda dance (yup)
Oh, y'all say it's some richer niggas?
We ain't never heard of dem (nope)
I'm tryna fuck sum'n
Where them birds at? (Huh?)
I want my shit wired
Fuck that cash money, I ain't Birdman (bitch)

Don't pay no him no mind, he a certified bitch (for sure)
Niggas ain't own shit, niggas ain't never hit
Come through your strip, I bet I send that shit (on God)
I bring that station to yo' city, nigga (what?)
You a lil' ass boy, you don't got no motion
Can't go hunnid, hunnid with me, nigga (never)

Ridin' through Atlanta, nigga (whoop)
This a seven-hundred dollar Fanta, nigga (drank)
Where yo' fuckin' manners, nigga?
Wocko Simone, Mr. 2 Flip Phone
More hoes than Santa, nigga

Bro, God gave me like two or three lines of that Wock'
As soon as I landed, nigga
The blacker, the berry, the sweeter the juice
And I'm blacker than 11 Gammas, nigga
Soon as you step in this room, then I'm takin' yo' phone
No close-range cameras, nigga
Lil' shawty, try to speak on the station with no hesitation
I'm goin' to blam the nigga

Uh, bitch, you look good as shit
You ain't never fuck wit' a young rich, nigga
I'm a Naija boy, lemme pop my shit
I really bang shit
Baby, let me nut up on yo' face, close-range shit (ayy, yes sir)
She know I'm a player, she hate it
Shawty hit up my phone said, "You ain't shit"

Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murdaman
Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murdaman
Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, do my murda dance
Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murdaman
Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murdaman
Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, do my murda dance
Murda, murda murda, murda, murda, murda, murdaman

Ayy, shorty, you and Lil' Cam
Got the right motherfucker, I ain't gon' lie
(Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda)
Murda whoever fuckin' playin' (ayy, Sos' baby shit)

Knife up on the chop'
I use that bitch to cut my rubber bands (3k, hey, Manny)
Dirty ass lil' thot
Won't touch that bitch with my lil' brother hands
Make me send your shorty through your window
Like they Brother Man
This ain't no 2K, we scan your face
Lil' bitch, quit fuckin' playin'

I'm a Glory Boy, but all my hoes call me they fuckin' man (GBE, baby)
Baby said I'm fat, I told her, "Bitch I ain't accepting it" (bitch)
Chief So' got that guap
He came a long way from that motherland (Sos' baby)
I got 60 thousand for my mama when my motherland (Sit Gang, mom)
Mafias got me so muh'fuckin' rich, I damn near fucked a fan (go)
Get that pussy nigga out your gang, he gon' fuck up the brand (bitch)
I can buy a whole damn Gucci store, bitch, call me Dapper Dan
Told that bitch, I left like 50,000, bitch, don't touch a band

Murda man
You ain't never seen no murdaman
If Chief So' was still up on this block
He'd probably serve a fan (Chief So')
Niggas always got they damn hand out
That shit don't hurt your hand? (Huh? Huh? Huh?)
And I swear to God, that God the only nigga I'm worshippin'

Bitch! Turn me up, So' (go)
I got bitches flyin' out, put that bitch on timeout (bitch)
Had to take some timeout, just to clear my mind out
I'ma whip my iron out, pussy boy act blind now (bang)

Smokin' Tooka pack (huh?)
You smokin' boof, it's crack (huh?)
Shoot, we shootin' back
Bulletproof the lat' (bitch)
Where the stupid juices at?
Movin' 'em, movin' em back
We stomp through this bitch like a frat

Bang, bang, bang, bang
Bang, bang, bang, bang
Bang (hey man)
Bang (hey So')
Bang (what the fuck you know?)
Bang (just like Jack, when I'm bangin' that pole)
Bang (station)
Bang (Mr. O)
Bang, bang