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Libenz - Murder Man Lyrics



Libenz - Murder Man Lyrics




Hello man what you got what you saying man
Man why the f*ck this man ain't listening man like
What's the word
He ain't listening man

You don't got jump you don't got stomp nigga f*ck them up man
Man you done caused disease and all that shit man
Why you still dissing
Ayy why y'all dissing on the set

If I ever get that call I bet I hit that nigga next
My brother call y'all some dogs so I'ma put you on the list
I don't f*ck with y'all cause y'all niggas don't really diss
Ayy gang violence haters in

Niggas talking left from dead
That nigga talking like he a man so we gon' pop him in the head
That nigga sound like a fan so we gon' do our murder dance
If a nigga talk down on me then you better call me murder man

Yeah yeah I got fully loaded Glocks we gonna push up on a opp block
He tried to run from me that nigga seen that f*cking green dot
He kept dissing on the gang we gonna make his body drop
Them 556s shits ran him down them bitches ate that nigga top

Family ain't shit so I'ma hop out with my own shit
Them niggas really fake so I'ma pop out with my own sticks
Them niggas love to hate so I'ma bring out of my dumb shit So why y'all wanna play so I'ma hit you with your dome bitch

Yeah we toting on that chrome bitch
If a nigga play I swear to God I'ma hit that nigga's shit
We gon' split that nigga wick
We gon' take that nigga blick

We gon' take him out the list
I don't give a f*ck if a nigga go hit a lick
Yeah Milo Milo yeah that nigga got back door
Who told who told yeah that nigga's cousin told

Yeah oh no oh no yeah that nigga ran home
Yeah boom boom boom boom yeah we let that chopper blow
I was the most hated and now I made it
For that nigga that was doubting on me I'll pick you later

And on niggas that was hatin on me I'm chasing paper
All them niggas that love me come make that cheddar yeah
Uh uh uh uh uh who we smoking nigga
Uh uh uh uh uh old drunk nigga

Uh uh uh uh uh you gon' fold nigga
Uh uh uh uh uh you dumb old nigga
I'ma pop out with that ratchet
I'ma let yall niggas have it

That nigga steady talking but we know that nigga steady capping
That nigga try to act like yeah he hard but he not trapping
That nigga made a diss on me that shit had me laughing
Like why the f*ck yall keep on dissing

Like I won't split y'all f*cking block
Nigga kept on talking yeah we hit that nigga all in his top
That nigga kept on dissing me we put a bullet in his mouth
If a nigga play I swear to God we shoot his grandma house

Ty stompin im stompin on the floor on his dumb ass
If a nigga play I swear to God I'ma bust back
I should've whooped his ass when I see him at the kickback
But I know where you stay so I'm gonna hit the double back

All them niggas talking about them petty licks that dumb shit
Javo kept on telling me I hit that nigga all in his shit
We all should've knew Quinton and Yeah James was gonna be a snitch
That nigga's thinking he tough cause that nigga on a f*cking stick

Milo got backdoor yeah they hit that nigga all in his top
Blue kept on talking yeah we walking through that nigga's block
We worry about shit cause them boys gonna call the cops
When I see them niggas I'ma up my shit and gonna pop

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English

Hello man what you got what you saying man
Man why the f*ck this man ain't listening man like
What's the word
He ain't listening man

You don't got jump you don't got stomp nigga f*ck them up man
Man you done caused disease and all that shit man
Why you still dissing
Ayy why y'all dissing on the set

If I ever get that call I bet I hit that nigga next
My brother call y'all some dogs so I'ma put you on the list
I don't f*ck with y'all cause y'all niggas don't really diss
Ayy gang violence haters in

Niggas talking left from dead
That nigga talking like he a man so we gon' pop him in the head
That nigga sound like a fan so we gon' do our murder dance
If a nigga talk down on me then you better call me murder man

Yeah yeah I got fully loaded Glocks we gonna push up on a opp block
He tried to run from me that nigga seen that f*cking green dot
He kept dissing on the gang we gonna make his body drop
Them 556s shits ran him down them bitches ate that nigga top

Family ain't shit so I'ma hop out with my own shit
Them niggas really fake so I'ma pop out with my own sticks
Them niggas love to hate so I'ma bring out of my dumb shit So why y'all wanna play so I'ma hit you with your dome bitch

Yeah we toting on that chrome bitch
If a nigga play I swear to God I'ma hit that nigga's shit
We gon' split that nigga wick
We gon' take that nigga blick

We gon' take him out the list
I don't give a f*ck if a nigga go hit a lick
Yeah Milo Milo yeah that nigga got back door
Who told who told yeah that nigga's cousin told

Yeah oh no oh no yeah that nigga ran home
Yeah boom boom boom boom yeah we let that chopper blow
I was the most hated and now I made it
For that nigga that was doubting on me I'll pick you later

And on niggas that was hatin on me I'm chasing paper
All them niggas that love me come make that cheddar yeah
Uh uh uh uh uh who we smoking nigga
Uh uh uh uh uh old drunk nigga

Uh uh uh uh uh you gon' fold nigga
Uh uh uh uh uh you dumb old nigga
I'ma pop out with that ratchet
I'ma let yall niggas have it

That nigga steady talking but we know that nigga steady capping
That nigga try to act like yeah he hard but he not trapping
That nigga made a diss on me that shit had me laughing
Like why the f*ck yall keep on dissing

Like I won't split y'all f*cking block
Nigga kept on talking yeah we hit that nigga all in his top
That nigga kept on dissing me we put a bullet in his mouth
If a nigga play I swear to God we shoot his grandma house

Ty stompin im stompin on the floor on his dumb ass
If a nigga play I swear to God I'ma bust back
I should've whooped his ass when I see him at the kickback
But I know where you stay so I'm gonna hit the double back

All them niggas talking about them petty licks that dumb shit
Javo kept on telling me I hit that nigga all in his shit
We all should've knew Quinton and Yeah James was gonna be a snitch
That nigga's thinking he tough cause that nigga on a f*cking stick

Milo got backdoor yeah they hit that nigga all in his top
Blue kept on talking yeah we walking through that nigga's block
We worry about shit cause them boys gonna call the cops
When I see them niggas I'ma up my shit and gonna pop

Thanks for watching
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Writer: Charles Davis
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Performed By: Libenz
Language: English
Length: 3:28
Written by: Charles Davis

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