Waka Flocka Flame - Murda She Wrote lyrics

(Verse) You dealin with El Chapo, this take it back, speedboat Pluck the city up like a p**y, I grabbed her by the throat I didn’t oversee no miskin from the slums, rockin the mean coat I bust because I need mo, you drowning tryna stay float I’m dancing like a fool, my diamonds so icecold My lifestyle, Mafioso, I pulled up in that 2 door Ride forth through them slums and you know I keep them drums Joseph keep that cake and Psycho keep that mo When I reel bands, I’m on that 3 band sh** Try by broad day, I’m on that Flocka sh** Show me where his mama live, I don’t play that f** sh** Everybody know I’m true to this, This that life I chose to live (Interlude) The last time you’re gonna see a bad guy like this again sponsored links (Hook) Shootout, we undefeated Don’t f** n***a squad, we don’t mean it He went out with the back, I can’t believe that But now where his mama workin when she’s sleepin? Murda she wrote brigs Take a bas be so every time I ball we see no since that 5000 more Bricka, no echo with the retro (Verse) Way I’m street n***a ain’t no changing me You with them rap his hat on where them gangstas be I f** your b**h, she thankin me My shooters they make history, murkin won’t do sh** to me My shooters they ride next to me Up ahead, may you rest in peace I’m ridin with all felonies, guess that’s just the thug in me My Phantom goes monopoly, in ’65 you won a key Hit the lights, I see the folks Make the rain on racks row El Diablo if you want a elbow We got it very low Gangbangin, robbin n***as then we sellin blow Takin all phase man my youngins letting full these go These n***as know, we gon show that 30 bands in the club, we gon throw that (Hook) Shootout, we undefeated Don’t f** n***a squad, we don’t mean it He went out with the back, I can’t believe that But now where his mama workin when she’s sleepin? Murda she wrote brigs Take a bas be so every time I ball we see no since that 5000 more Bricka, no echo with the retro (Verse) The street’s f**ed up, I’m bout to up the price 65000 for a brick of white I took a 9 at her, never do it right Remix remix remix and let em take flights Young Scooter, yea I live a dope boy life I’m talkin 20 shootouts and not even hit yet 65 licks, I done hit that If you want 65 bricks you could get that Interstate 65, I done jumped in The Mexico City where my hood at Shootout (shootout) drug house (yea) Me and Flocka Flame bout to cash out (Hook) Shootout, we undefeated Don’t f** n***a squad, we don’t mean it He went out with the back, I can’t believe that But now where his mama workin when she’s sleepin? Murda she wrote brigs Take a bas be so every time I ball we see no since that 5000 more Bricka, no echo with the retro