Murder Game

[Intro] Y'all making this shit more serious than what it need to be Dough. Quit playing with me [Verse 1] New niggas hatin', wait, I know what's wrong now Watch cost a restaurant Pinky ring a condo Better hand cuff her cause we're taking niggas bitches Choppers snappin' like we tryin to take you niggas pitches The dealer shit keep whipping with me like a slave master You kill that nigga now, you get paid after Not only I told niggas I show niggas How to purposely shit on gold diggers is you absolute nigga I bought you round rose sippers I don't do too much talking, I smoke niggas Yeah, welcome to the land of the lost It was they block, but we ran them niggas off It was his bitch till that pinner in my Porsche pulled up Like oh, forget that broke nigga, fuck I like to play but nowadays I mostly coach niggas Don't speak no beef under the rug we approach niggas like what? [Verse 2] Hey hey, what you said Lord nigga? For less then that people end up dead Lil nigga Streets wanna know if you really getting paper Uh baby mother you're fuckin with hotel you take her If you don't keep with a hundred, streets wanna know that Run you out your on hood, nigga you can't go back My name ain't on papers my nigga I ain't no rat Money too bigger, my pocket I can't fold that Uh nite time shooter out niggas bustin teks They credit cards scamin or their bustin checks We killed them in the hood like what the fuck is next He make me sure we eat, so show the plug respect And them niggas you look up to their look up to me Probably the only rapper that show you how to cook up a key Disco's out to doughs that you choose to use disrespect through views On a real nigga like me I'm getting money saluted if you feel just like me Say what's up if you trying to make a few mills just like me, yeah Streets wanna know nigga Streets wanna know nigga