Murder Gang (feat. Flame Destruction)

Five, six, seven, eight, don't make no noise just keep on the low Nine, 10, 11, 12, you better not run right now lil nigga that's gonna be a murder What, it's gonna be a shooter yo, and look at my bitch, why she looking at me like that She look suspicious, I don't really trust for real, I think she tryna set me up It's gonna be a murder what, it's gonna be a shooter yo, line a hundred bodies up Start killing they ass too, see me, I be smoking shit like everyday We do that shit like everyday, we don't hesitate, we just do it, yeah let's get it Look at my bitch, look at my wrist, we all ice up together, y'all wish I was on my level At murder, at bitch, murder, gang, murder, bitch, murder, gang, let's get it Murder gang, murder gang, murder gang, murder gang, murder gang, murder gang, yeah, gang, gang, gang, Gang I say baby, don't let my love blow in the wind Hold me close if I'm your man, you my baby, you intend I love your smile, I love your grin, when you upset, when you unhappy, I'll be your friend Baby, don't cross me if you did, you lost me, murder gang, we can't be contained Old nigga, head on to you, just a whole lane, you would think we insane, f*ck a fame They went against the grain, I bust a brain, my bitch back, these eyes massive I'm glad bag a bitch, body a pretty chick, I ain't got em on the hit list, my man down playing distractions Murder, at bitch, murder, gang, murder, bitch, murder, gang, let's get it Murder gang, murder gang, murder gang, murder gang, murder gang, yeah, gang, gang, gang, gang Yeah