Letra de Mo Murda - Maxo Kream

Murda, mo murda, mo murda

Murda, mo murda, mo murda

When you get money like I do

Then they gon' think you 'lluminati

Lost Money Du, now I'm back sippin' juice

I ain't been linking with nobody

Screamin', "Murda, murda, mo murda

Mo murda, murda, mo murda

Mo murda, murda, mo murda"

Dumping ashes at your grave

I roll this blunt up on a Bible

Wish I was with you everyday

My lil bro think I'm suicidal

Since the day you left shit never been right

They blame me for your death

Say I sacrificed your life

I should have been the one that's dead instead

With a bullet in my head

Startin' to think they right

When you get money like I do

Then they gon' think you 'lluminati

Lost Money Du, now I'm back sippin' juice

I ain't been linking with nobody

Screamin', "Murda, murda, mo murda

Mo murda, murda, mo murda

Mo murda, murda, mo murda"

Berettas, Dracos and burners

Mo murda, murda, mo murda

Mo murda, murda, mo murda

Mo murda, murda, mo murda

Gun shell, raise hell for my brother

Dumping ashes at your grave

I roll this blunt up on a Bible

Wish I was with you everyday

My lil bro think I'm suicidal

Loadin' switches, totin' rifles

Like how you let them take my brother

Malicious thoughts, we kill for hire

We scream, "More money and more murda"

Since the day you left, shit never been right

They blame me for your death

Say I sacrificed your life

I should have been the one that's dead instead

With a bullet in my head

Startin' to think they right

When you get money like I do

Then they gon' think you 'lluminati

Lost Money Du, now I'm back sippin' juice

I'ma let your daughter live but your son gotta die

Murda, murda, mo murda

Mo murda, murda, mo murda

Mo murda, murda, mo murda

Berettas, Dracos and burners

Fuck karma then anour, I'ma take it up with God

I'm not an angel or a saint if I can't get through Heaven's gates

You can see me down in Hell with the guys

Fuckin' bitches, smoking weed, totin' fire (Look)

It's hard to tell a youngin, "Slow down, stop killing"

I lost my brother and my friend, I understand and I feel 'em

You got a choice to take the stand and raise your hand to be a witness

Or you can be a suspect and turn this killer to a victim

I know sometimes I rap on tracks and I contradict

Gun smoke, murder, drugs like a hypocrite

I never tell you what to do

I only tell you what I does

Big locin' with the cuz I'm a hypocrip

You'll never know the pain over murder victim mama

Somethin' difficult, your brain suicidal causin' trauma

FN and Beretta, SIGs, you put one up in his wig

But what about the nigga kids growing up without a father

Let go and let crazy like his foster making right

Yeah motherfuckin' right, how the fuck is that gon' solve it?

Don't give a fuck about a pastor, God forgive and I don't

They say black lives matter, well, my black opps don't

Say you your brothers keeper, is you down to do the time?

And you get caught up by the people

You gon' said you drop a dime?

You gotta drop a time aside or you gon' hop up in they ride?

I know some nigga sayin', "Chill, let it ride, let it slide"

Same niggas never kill, never ride, never slide

Better do it for your sister, for your brother, for your mother

You don't do it for your loved ones, better do it for your pride

I'ma let your daughter live, but your son gotta die

Fuck karma then anour, I'ma take it up with God

I'm not an angel or a saint if I can't get through Heaven's gates

You can see me down in Hell with the guys

Fuckin' bitches, smoking weed, totin' fire (Look)

It's hard to tell a youngin, "Slow down, stop killing"

I lost my brother and my friend, I understand and I feel 'em

I know sometimes I rap on tracks and I contradict

Gun smoke, murder, drugs like a hypocrite

You gotta get back for your folks

I respect that shit that most

Been crippin' with the locs, I'm a hypocrip

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