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Messy Murders (feat. Lul Rell) Video (MV)




Performed By: T2Sleaze
Language: English
Length: 2:01
Written by: Tee Sleaze
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T2Sleaze - Messy Murders (feat. Lul Rell) Lyrics




Nigga, look, ayy
If brother hit me boutta drill, consider it done
Choppa f*ck that nigga body up, specifically his lungs
Glock button, shootin with a lag, but ain't got no delay

Switch to babyA , cause the A like to kick when I spray
Cooked the wrong nigga, thought he was a sukka from a range
I don't really want your heart, lul baby, I just want the pape , Ayy
Never rockin' with a ghost that almost got me killed

I ain't never miss a time I shot, I'm thinkin' I got skills, nigga
Free little , free doe, they just freed Trell
Niggas think we steppin for the clout, but we do shit for real, nigga
Yeah, nigga, and that's just what it is

It's gettin' sad up in these streets, got kids poppin' kids, nigga
How I'm never on da, when thas where I live
Give a sukka props for tryna slide, but you barely missed, nigga
Ayy, and that's just what it is

Its gettin', in these streets got, yeah, yeah
How I'm never on da, when das where I live
Give a sukka props for tryna slide, but you barely missed, nigga

Give a sukka props for tryna slide, but you barely missed,
Don't give a f*ck, I'll hit that nigga in front of his kids
Pitbull gon' bite the nigga, all up in his f*ckin' ribs
And if the fully hit you, nigga, then you ain't gon' live

Nigga, then you ain't gon' live, I can tell by how you shakin', you ain't built for this
Chase you down, and you better not bap your whip
Nah, you better not bap your whip,

Yeah Nigga, don't bap your load
Slide up on that nigga, you already know we tryna up the sco damn
Nigga, and we trained to blow
If we catch him lackin', nigga, we gon' up our pole, yeah

We tryna see what he gon' do Talkin' hella shit, we gon' see if he really shoot
Got this pitbull on a leash, I'ma let it loose
I don't care what you be on, we can never lose,

Ayy But I'm like, eeny, meeny, miny, moe

Catch a sukka, nigga, I'ma really pop the f*ckin' doe, yeah
Nigga, we finna tag his toe
Catch him lackin', we gon' really take that nigga soul
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English

Nigga, look, ayy
If brother hit me boutta drill, consider it done
Choppa f*ck that nigga body up, specifically his lungs
Glock button, shootin with a lag, but ain't got no delay

Switch to babyA , cause the A like to kick when I spray
Cooked the wrong nigga, thought he was a sukka from a range
I don't really want your heart, lul baby, I just want the pape , Ayy
Never rockin' with a ghost that almost got me killed

I ain't never miss a time I shot, I'm thinkin' I got skills, nigga
Free little , free doe, they just freed Trell
Niggas think we steppin for the clout, but we do shit for real, nigga
Yeah, nigga, and that's just what it is

It's gettin' sad up in these streets, got kids poppin' kids, nigga
How I'm never on da, when thas where I live
Give a sukka props for tryna slide, but you barely missed, nigga
Ayy, and that's just what it is

Its gettin', in these streets got, yeah, yeah
How I'm never on da, when das where I live
Give a sukka props for tryna slide, but you barely missed, nigga

Give a sukka props for tryna slide, but you barely missed,
Don't give a f*ck, I'll hit that nigga in front of his kids
Pitbull gon' bite the nigga, all up in his f*ckin' ribs
And if the fully hit you, nigga, then you ain't gon' live

Nigga, then you ain't gon' live, I can tell by how you shakin', you ain't built for this
Chase you down, and you better not bap your whip
Nah, you better not bap your whip,

Yeah Nigga, don't bap your load
Slide up on that nigga, you already know we tryna up the sco damn
Nigga, and we trained to blow
If we catch him lackin', nigga, we gon' up our pole, yeah

We tryna see what he gon' do Talkin' hella shit, we gon' see if he really shoot
Got this pitbull on a leash, I'ma let it loose
I don't care what you be on, we can never lose,

Ayy But I'm like, eeny, meeny, miny, moe

Catch a sukka, nigga, I'ma really pop the f*ckin' doe, yeah
Nigga, we finna tag his toe
Catch him lackin', we gon' really take that nigga soul
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Writer: Tee Sleaze
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