Murda Talk - Yungeen Ace

Riddin around the city with that draco

Opps looking for me where they at tho

My killers move in silence strike when I say so

Dead body on the corner that’s a case closed

Hot boy

Hot boy

Top boy

My top killas yeah

Hop out

Run down

Stand over

We strictly killin yeah

Fuck ya neighborhood hero’s

My niggas villains yeah

Bad bitch named glocky she got extensions yeah

Them demons inside me they beggin to come up out me

My nigga so ruthless on sight he’ll catch a body

I cut my main nigga off cause he wasn’t sliddin behind it

They killed my brothers and they shot me you know how I feel about it

Them pussy bitches they gon pay for what they did

Band new AR I came to split a niggas wig

Blood in my eyes and I’m screaming redrum

Fuck nigga I know who shot me bitch I’m just playing dumb

Fuck nigga I know who shot me nigga I’m just playing dumb

This a choppa bullets but this was a hand gun

I was done off in that hoes when I had my threesome

That bitch gave me head but I couldn’t even cum

Watch me run

I’m a lover and a fighter plus a killer yeah

Strictly about Violence when we serve up in ya section ya

We kept them backends them choppas clappin them killers dangerous

That traps Jumpin them fiends fienin them phones rangin

See I’m a lover and a fighter plus a killer yeah

Strictly about Violence when we serve up in ya section ya

We kept them backends them choppas clappin them killers dangerous

That trap Jumpin them fiends fiend them phones rangin

Whoa

Whoa

Whoa

That’s that murda talk

Whoa

Whoa

Whoa

That’s that murda talk

Hol up wait

Hol up wait

That’s that murda walk

Hol up wait

That’s that murda walk

Every killer that I rode with them niggas dangerous

Shoot a nigga close range don’t need to aim it

Black bags toe tags I leave em brainless

It’s ain’t Nun I ain’t did in these skreets that you can name it

ATK will spin they block will send out plenty shots

Rude boy don dada he got two glocks

He’s a mad man you don’t know who finna drop

He’s a bad man thug life he feel like Tupac

I’m a lover and a fighter plus a killer yeah

Strikly about Violence when we serve up in ya section ya

We kept them backends them choppas clappin them killers dangerous

That trap Jumpin them fiends fienin them phones rangin

I’m a lover and a fighter plus a killer yeah

Strictly about Violence when we serve up in ya section ya

We kept them backends them choppas clappin them killers dangerous

That trap Jumpin them fiends fiend them phones rangin

Whoa

Whoa

Whoa

That’s that murda talk

Whoa

Whoa

Whoa

That’s that murda talk

Whoa

Hol up wait

That’s that murda walk

Bang