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[ Featuring Murda Beatz, NLE Choppa ]

(Murda on the beat so it's not nice)

I done mixed murder with that beef, it ain't turn out nice (oh yeah)
I call these niggas Tony Tiger tryna earn they stripes
Them boys caught deuces when we spit, I'm shooting with precise
I'm in his head just like a dread, or better yet, some lice
I done mixed murder with that beef, it ain't turn out nice
I call these niggas Tony Tiger tryna earn they stripes
Them boys caught deuces when we spit, I'm shooting with precise
I'm in his head just like a dread, or better yet, some lice

Niggas talking brazy, so fugazi, 'cause I signed to Baby
Bitch, you gotta pay me, ain't no maybe, that 2000's baby
I just wanna blow, but all these folks, they tryna f*cking play me (oh yeah)
If I kick the door, good Lord, I know the consequence I'm making
Sent 'em up the road like why you had two hundred f*cking saying?
Six off to the dome 'cause niggas told, the statements, yeah they made it
Tryna paint a picture but don't got the paintbrushes to paint it (oh yeah)
Crackers tryna frame me
Behind my day one, I can't f*cking claim it
Got tired of all that dissing, this and that, tryna give the whack
My nigga hollerin' ten-four, roger that, I trick or treat him back
Halloween my fire gon' ha-ha that, intercept the sack
No Cover 3, I let them dogs attack, we gon' sic on that

I done mixed murder with that beef, it ain't turn out nice (oh yeah)
I call these niggas Tony Tiger tryna earn they stripes
Them boys caught deuces when we spit, I'm shooting with precise
I'm in his head just like a dread, or better yet, some lice
I done mixed murder with that beef, it ain't turn out nice
I call these niggas Tony Tiger tryna earn they stripes
Them boys caught deuces when we spit, I'm shooting with precise
I'm in his head just like a dread, or better yet, some lice

Contemplating on some bodies 'cause I got me some enemies
Only real niggas in my circle, I don't do the frenemies
Bitch, you know I'm Shotta Fam, and you niggas ain't no kin to me
Crew of niggas talkin' down, so I'm goin' on a killing spree
Brand new Draco, got a fifty round, I love how it sound
Just like Yung Joc, if he play around, then it's gon' down (it's gon' down)
I'm an East Memphis baby, all they do is move them pounds
I'm exposing all these niggas 'cause these niggas really clowns
That nigga jumped in the water, it was too deep (too deep)
I just got me a Glock, that's a two-three (two-three)
A brand new chopper, finna kick it, hold .223's (.223)
And when I bust it, I'ma send a nigga six feet deep, yeah

I done mixed murder with that beef, it ain't turn out nice (oh yeah)
I call these niggas Tony Tiger tryna earn they stripes
Them boys caught deuces when we spit, I'm shooting with precise
I'm in his head just like a dread, or better yet, some lice
I done mixed murder with that beef, it ain't turn out nice
I call these niggas Tony Tiger tryna earn they stripes
Them boys caught deuces when we spit, I'm shooting with precise
I'm in his head just like a dread, or better yet, some lice
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(Murda on the beat so it's not nice)

I done mixed murder with that beef, it ain't turn out nice (oh yeah)
I call these niggas Tony Tiger tryna earn they stripes
Them boys caught deuces when we spit, I'm shooting with precise
I'm in his head just like a dread, or better yet, some lice
I done mixed murder with that beef, it ain't turn out nice
I call these niggas Tony Tiger tryna earn they stripes
Them boys caught deuces when we spit, I'm shooting with precise
I'm in his head just like a dread, or better yet, some lice

Niggas talking brazy, so fugazi, 'cause I signed to Baby
Bitch, you gotta pay me, ain't no maybe, that 2000's baby
I just wanna blow, but all these folks, they tryna f*cking play me (oh yeah)
If I kick the door, good Lord, I know the consequence I'm making
Sent 'em up the road like why you had two hundred f*cking saying?
Six off to the dome 'cause niggas told, the statements, yeah they made it
Tryna paint a picture but don't got the paintbrushes to paint it (oh yeah)
Crackers tryna frame me
Behind my day one, I can't f*cking claim it
Got tired of all that dissing, this and that, tryna give the whack
My nigga hollerin' ten-four, roger that, I trick or treat him back
Halloween my fire gon' ha-ha that, intercept the sack
No Cover 3, I let them dogs attack, we gon' sic on that

I done mixed murder with that beef, it ain't turn out nice (oh yeah)
I call these niggas Tony Tiger tryna earn they stripes
Them boys caught deuces when we spit, I'm shooting with precise
I'm in his head just like a dread, or better yet, some lice
I done mixed murder with that beef, it ain't turn out nice
I call these niggas Tony Tiger tryna earn they stripes
Them boys caught deuces when we spit, I'm shooting with precise
I'm in his head just like a dread, or better yet, some lice

Contemplating on some bodies 'cause I got me some enemies
Only real niggas in my circle, I don't do the frenemies
Bitch, you know I'm Shotta Fam, and you niggas ain't no kin to me
Crew of niggas talkin' down, so I'm goin' on a killing spree
Brand new Draco, got a fifty round, I love how it sound
Just like Yung Joc, if he play around, then it's gon' down (it's gon' down)
I'm an East Memphis baby, all they do is move them pounds
I'm exposing all these niggas 'cause these niggas really clowns
That nigga jumped in the water, it was too deep (too deep)
I just got me a Glock, that's a two-three (two-three)
A brand new chopper, finna kick it, hold .223's (.223)
And when I bust it, I'ma send a nigga six feet deep, yeah

I done mixed murder with that beef, it ain't turn out nice (oh yeah)
I call these niggas Tony Tiger tryna earn they stripes
Them boys caught deuces when we spit, I'm shooting with precise
I'm in his head just like a dread, or better yet, some lice
I done mixed murder with that beef, it ain't turn out nice
I call these niggas Tony Tiger tryna earn they stripes
Them boys caught deuces when we spit, I'm shooting with precise
I'm in his head just like a dread, or better yet, some lice
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Writer: Jacquavius Smith, Nasir Moore, Shane Lindstrom
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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