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Murder Rap
Meyhem Lauren
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This nigga Melo said fuck a J.O
My people playing Halo while they bagging up the yayo
We still reckless, stones on my left fist
King fish for breakfast, fam you can check this
I do this for niggas up top that you forgot
Hand to hand kingpins to have a seven figure spot
My niggas move a vault in a Gucci store
My life is like a motherfucking sushi tour
Keep living lord, keep winning lord
Every day is motherfucking Thanksgiving lord
Moving legal looking legal
My Desert Eagle same color Beanie Sigel
Lac you a deagle got turned to a Lac
Turned a Lac to a Lex and that's a motherfucking fact
I'm 'bout to turn the Lex to something topless
Maybe a drop six, doggie I got this
Crime related, niggas hate it like I made it
Factual thought can't get debated
Broke balls when I concentrated
It's like the coppers raided
Actually opposite, I try to keep the pocket inflated
Flooded like a Jacob Jesus, still rocking pieces
Mainly my silks but got a couple snow bleaches
My cash right, my stash right
My fast life looking like a flashlight
Peace to cocaine kingpins covered in rayon
That beat trial hop in they whip and throw mayo
I spend racks on reptiles to cover my toes
So imagine what I drop just to smother my foes
Move that flick, bag that lot
Shorty thought I was Maurice DuBois
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We known for riding, you known for hiding
We raw supplying, you law abiding, we law dividing
Switch different frames, Cartier window panes
I'm only stunting but I'm fronting like my vision strange
Same link different chains all that I rock
Neck looking like a phantom with the Glock in the drop
Use caution with extortion if you ever try to tax me
I'll invite your family to orally relax me
You can get slumped in the dark
By a suspect whose outfit is functional art
Stacking bottles like we homeless
Welcome back to New York, my niggas own this
The rainfall made the wine light, sipping in hindsight
Dwelling on mistakes in the past, getting my mind right
People twice my age call me big homie
If you gotta ask why you don't know me
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