Freestyle by Crips in Prison (тюремный фристайл банды Crips) - Murda man | Текст песни

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• Freestyle by Crips in Prison (тюремный фристайл банды Crips)
• Murda man

1st VERSE)
I’m a demon, when I flow I’m schemin
Froze like the snow in the South Pole Gleamin
I’m A.M. so they P.M., I’m light they Dark can't see them
I’m farther than Mars away, #1 like Anfernee Hardaway
Get paid dirt im a star today, franchise player goin hard today
Spit influential talk for days
You chalk the deuce I boss the race
Its hard to say, is he a beast in the paint or is he playin guard today
Pawn to pawn can't beat my chess
Lead these dudes 0-4 three sets
Im up 4 points, y’all play ball, cuz all the cat gotta do is sweat
Get that trophy I must collect, while I text your broad and we connect
Talkin up under her clothes while she contemplatin givin me her whole next check
YOU ABSENT! She absent minded
Flow like water please find the fountain
Lookin up at me standin on the mountain like im ol, fucked it up..

Murder Murder ma Murder Murder
Murdaaa, Murder Man (bla Murder)
Murder Murder ma Murder Murder
Murdaaa, Murder Man (ma ma murder)

2nd VERSE )
Its that 1 style, 1 friend, 1 face, in 1 place
1 lane, then 1 claim, 1 nigga with 1 case
This hard livin mean more killin, more killin mean more figures
This thug life I earned stripes ain't naan nigga gone take this
I wreck shit, straight check shit, that whole shit, I served it
Can't live the way I live its too trill for you punk bitch!
Now who’s the kitchen, who’s the pot, cuz im the one they serving raw
They say your so bad but im not bad, im just a normal guy
Wings to fly I’ll grant your wish, my shit don’t stop its evident
But when it comes to rhyming im a shinin in this prison bitch
Now work flip heard of me, somebody tell’em who I be
Bama boy, flowin on your ass like the final cree
Come cool me off im burnin up, you can't im bound to bust
Been rappin for so low & so long its like the bank you trust
You sorry bruh but that’s ok
Just remember on this day
I come to stake my claim, its my claim then im like Marvin Gaye
A legend in my time & it’s my time ain't got no room to play
Doin it for 10 it ain't the end its just a brand new day
You want get beef lets get it up, know my set than hit it up
Crippin ain't been easy it been pleasing so don’t fuck with us
Im dangerous you rap for fun, I aim to bust I rap for funds
This the reason I be winnin, Bama Boy now scruggs again

Murder Murder ma Murder Murder
Murdaaa, Murder Man (bop bop bop bop, Murder)
Murder Murder ma Murder Murder
Murdaaa, Murder Man
Murdaaa Man

3rd VERSE)
Locked in a cage, seemed like 40 years
Mind full of rage & I done shed about 40 tears
Asked god 40 whys & he gave me 40 lies
For I let my soul rot imma take about 40 lives
Rolled with 40 Crips, stacked with 40 G’z
Banged with 40 bloods streets done made me a O.G.,
I know about 40 Goons & I know about 40 goblins
Swept threw it like a broom & we den done about 40 robberies
Smoked about 40 pounds uhh of that color purple
Gave’em bout 40 rounds & left his body that color purple
Gimme bout 40 minutes you can get 36oz
My 40 cal extended you can 36 holes
Whole clip & now my 40 empty, I tried to warn you niggas, you bitches had to tempt me
Watch the breaking news, uhh on channel 40, Memphis-Memphis grueling murder around 11:40
Robbed about 40 banks, I got about 40 million
Ya better not fold & if you do im killin 40 civilians
That’s about 40 murders & 40 dead bodies
And you can get it too nigga that goes for everybody, (BOOM!)
Woke up around 7:45, cocked back the 45, I hit the slab wit about 40 pounds uhh
3 triple beams & 40 white bricks
And 40 white girls walk em turn 40 tricks
Grind about 40 days up about 40 nights
Fly like 40 kites niggas pussy like 40 dikes
I got that fish scale, uhh wrapped in saran
I got a helluva price & you can get it for 20 grand, (what?)
20 grand, man I said 20 grand
This shit is fresh off the water

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