Murder He Wrote

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WOAH... HIT THE ROAD WINDOWS FROZEN IM GHOST OVERDOSED DO THE MOST WHEN I POUR MURDER HE WROTE WROTE FULL OF THAT DOPE DOPE GET SMOKED SMOKED EYE THROUGH THE SCOPE SCOPE RIDING LOW LOW SITTING ON LOW PRO THEY HOLLA WOAH WOAH WHEN I HIT THE NORTH SHORE IN MY ZONE ZONE EYES ON THE PO PO SAVAGE MODE MODE LIL CUT THROAT THROAT YEAH YOU KNOW IM RIDING WITH MY HEAD UP HIGH ANOTHER DAY THEY TRYNA TAKE MY PRIDE STEP ASIDE LET ME FORTIFY AYE BUST THEY HEAD WITH THE FORTY-FIVE HOT DROP DROP TOP TOP DROP BULLETS DROPPING CAUSE THEY HOT SLICKY EMPTY OUT THE CLIP YOU SEE THESE CUTS ON MY WRIST LIFE A BITCH KNIFE SLIT GOD DAMN I CANT LIE IM FUCKING SICK PURPLE GOT ME FEELING FUNNY BLOOD MONEY FIFTY THOUSAND DOLLAR DIAMONDS I AINT BUST OUT YET CREEPING YOU CANT SEE ME DUCKING IN THE CORNER PAINT WET WITH THAT CHOPPA ON MY LAP THATS A BET BREAK ME DOWN TO PIECES YOU KNOW ALL MY RIGHTS YEAH I COULD NEVER CHANGE UP NEVER SWITCH MY SIDES YEAH SPLIT A COUPLE XANS TILL WE FEEL ALRIGHT YEAH SMOKING OUT THE POUND OH THATS THEY FEATURE PRICE YEAH WHEN I DIE BURY ME WHERE THEY DONT GO PULL UP COLD ON THE SCENE WITH MY EYES LOW SAVAGE MODE CUT THROAT LET EM KNOW (LET EM KNOW!) LET EM KNOW I WANT THAT MOTHER FUCKING SMOKE SMOKE I BEEN OUTCHEA GETTING THROWED ON THE NORTHSIDE FAMILY CHANGING PEOPLE DYING BUT ITS ALRIGHT MONEY COMING MONEY GOING THATS THE LIFE RIGHT? RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT... ALWAYS SIPPING ON MY PROBLEMS NEED SOME HI-TECH WIPE YOUR TEARS IN YOUR EYES YOU CANT BREAK THAT KEEP IT REAL KEEP IT A HUNDO YOU AINT BOUT THAT SAY LIL BRO I GOT YOU TILL MY FUCKING LIFE BLACK

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