YoungBoy Never Broke Again — Murda Man

Lyrics From Snippet [Intro] (It’s Lil Neil on the track, so you know the beat retar-) We gon’ pull up with the mop sticks, yeah Whatchu’ on, nigga? It’s YoungBoy I heard them niggas say they want murder Bitch, you know we be on that, you heard me? Free all my niggas out that cell All of us got a hat nigga, yea Bitch ass boy, nigga You gon' lay in your grave just like the other Gang [Verse 1] All I know is straight murda, nigga NBA, know you heard of, nigga Nigga let me know if you wan' bang wit' me Finna kill your ass, it's urgent nigga Cut throat, I'm a dirty nigga Do that boy ass dirty nigga Ridin' round wit' this 30 nigga Came through and I was swervin' nigga Play, I'ma knock your top off One, I'ma get you knocked off These pussy ass niggas be throwin' slangs I shoot, you better not cop out This draco blow the curb out This .40 gon' blow out the engine Thеy blow, I done et the word out Complimеnts, this from The Dada nigga [Chorus] I'm the fuckin' murda man I'm the reason that he dead I'm the one who slumped your man And killed the other from that playin' bitch Bitch, now who want smoke? Thought it was him, it was his bitch Let me tell you how that go I'm the fuckin' murda man (Murder, murder) We knocked him off soon as he land Tell the police kiss my ass (Murder, murder) Got my Glock, tucked right down in my pants (Murder, murder) Nigga, you can go to playin', put that 30 on your ass (Murder, murder) [Verse 2] Nigga, now you want smoke? That rapper, he a' ask you, what you doin? Yeah that bitch ass nigga know I run wit' all these killers They too influenced, mans snuck who? yea bitch, I blew it In front the police, fuck the units When it's up don't talk, let's do it Make one move and I'ma shoot it Pull on side me, get the 30, pop it Drive fast, I can't let 'em stop me Out the window, nigga slangin' that rocket Make sure you aimin' at that nigga noggin Got a hundred sum' grand in my pocket Got diamonds on me beatin' like they Rocky Got crip bitches gettin' out they body Real right, real blood, I'm ridin' I take a three and connect it to four Slicin' the half in the back, like a roll From shootin' to fightin', you know that we roll I'm a 38 baby, the life that I chose Got a real bitch, I fell back from them hoes Hot up in this bitch, but my chain on froze Northside, they was slangin' them poles Last night, ask me how do I know 50 shots jumpin' out of the glizzy Ben say the bitch was jumpin' them fences Spin again for to see if you get 'em One more go around, if you catch 'em you zip 'em I'm a made nigga, and you see how I'm livin' Respect for Dej, keep her out of my business I'm a thug nigga wit' too many feelings I go lay on side her while I'm pullin' the killin' In a drop top, candy paint, wit' them thangs Like a old head, I got [?] Where the white walls and the speakers bang All them cars behind me, that be that gang Get the drop, we pull up and see In the yard, even in the street Flame last thing he gon' see Tell them other pussy niggas they can't sleep Tell them niggas that I'm still thuggin' One body, two body, three On instagram you can talk that shit You gon' be the fourth nigga, watch and see I ain't on all that, exposin' hoes Lame shit, that ain't how it go You make it hard for her to trust And the real niggas who gon' hold it down But guess what? [Chorus] I'm the fuckin' murda man I'm the reason that he dead I'm the one who slumped your man And killed the other from that playin' bitch Bitch, now who want smoke? Thought it was him, it was his bitch Let me tell you how that go I'm the fuckin' murda man (Murder, murder) We knocked him off soon as he land Tell the police kiss my ass (Murder, murder) Got my Glock, tucked right down in my pants (Murder, murder) Nigga, you can go to playin', put that 30 on your ass (Murder, murder) [Outro] Oh now you want smoke? (Who?) Nigga, you want smoke?