The Warm Up Video (MV)

I ain't with that he say she say nigga who say I'm insane
I go berserk blow a nigga scalp back and leave brain matter on his shirt
Got charged with three felonies
Hit the co defendant with that remedy and best believe
That f*ck boy took the charge for me
I'm still out here doing invasions and my nigga just hit my line
I'm like whats the situation man they know murdaa got a glock
For every special occassion
I'm steady switchin up formation so i still traffic all throughout the hood safely
Whether its the Northside to the Southside to the Westside or the Eastside
These niggas mad cause they bitches aint got no lives
A nigga want cash from me best to hit that pole or get that glass jaw broke
Dont play me as a joke I'll put this hot barrel to ya neck like
Nigga f*ck you thought I'm demanding my respect
I put pussies in check and got real niggas on deck
I come reck if a nigga disrespect
Leave a bullet wound the size of a coaster in his chest
Man I'm just tryna flex
The bezel on the watch spinnin like a fidget
Everything I spit seems to be illicit straight explicit
Any beat I kill it all the hate I dismiss it
You bitches couldn't knock me off my pivot lets get it
And yes I'm a loony toon with some gutta goons
187 on ya block then take a trip to Cancun
Squad deep like a f*ckin platoon
Crazy nigga so I'm howlin at the moon
Left with ya boo have her f*ckin the squadren
A bitch got beef better proceed with caution
Blood you'll be coughin
End up in a coffin
Closed casket off a bullet to the noggin
Saw off the shotgun right before I pop em
They be screamin Murdaa you a wild one
Wavy with one eye like a cyclone
Gettin money in all different time zones
Gettin mail in three different zip codes
And it's free my niggas till they all home
And ain't no fear in my heart
If we have beef you marked for life you better pray yo ass don't get caught
Make ya family watch
Make sure the lesson is taught
To watch what you say when you talk to a real nigga I ain't no mark
Man they respect my pimp walk
Treat my gun like a Bop-it the way I pull it back and tap it
All I do is raise havoc
Mode on savage
Put you in a panic
It a get graphic
Call my Nina the vet the way she flat lines all you felines
You niggas is out ya minds if you think you gonna stop my grind
Friends with every demon that's possessing my mind
Jewels on me I'm lookin like a f*ckin gold mine
Smith and Wesson and I stay intertwined
Never leave my waistline
Bust a couple shots at ya spinal cord they like dam
Why she spit so raw
Haven't spit a hook yet ya just gettin straight bars
Don't need no filler cause everything I spit go f*ckin hard
Makin bitches move without sayin pardon
You niggas is movin fraudulently
Keep that fraud shit up off me
Got these bitches tight like corsets
Feds gon have trouble finding where your corpse is
Dirty Jerz come visit you might leave up in a herse yeah
Done switched my flow like twelve times in this verse
And ya niggas ain't even know
Now ya sittin there mind blown
Like whoa shorty a go she on beast mode
I don't trust a single soul
Got a couple Zoe's speakin Creole that might run up in ya home
To take everything you own before the cops show
Man we ain't got no self control
We trained to go
Shorty a go
Pass me the wrap imma show these niggas how to roll, roll
Pass me a track imma show these niggas how to flow, flow
Murdaa