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Stunna 4 Vegas - Murda Feat. Toosii & Murda Beatz (Welcome To 4 Vegas)
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INTERPRETAÇÃO
Stunna 4 Vegas
Stunna 4 Vegas
Rap
Murda Beatz
Murda Beatz
Vocais
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Murda Beatz
Murda Beatz
Composição
Khalick Caldwell
Khalick Caldwell
Composição
Marcel Korkutata
Marcel Korkutata
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Murda Beatz
Murda Beatz
Produção
Mars
Mars
Produção
Christopher "Coach Brodie" West
Christopher "Coach Brodie" West
Engenharia (mixagem)
Glenn A Tabor III
Glenn A Tabor III
Engenharia (masterização)

Letra

I run up that money, yeah I took flight (Gone) Used to post up on that corner, damn near all night (Gang) Like fuck the other side Them niggas know it's on sight (Fuck the other side) Now I got Murda on the beat so it's not nice (Uh-huh) Still I'll put a murder on your street for the right price (Come here) This Glock got more rounds than Fight Night (Baow, baow, baow, baow) She a freak, she wanna fuck 'cause of my ice, ice (Ice, ice) I know they ain't see this shit comin' like a blindside (Uh-huh) They ain't see this shit comin' like an earthquake I remember birthdays was the worst days (Uh-huh) Now I got cake so every day be like my birthday (Yeah) Put it on his top, I get a nigga did the worst way (Bitch, come here) I can't let 'em knock me off my pivot (Uh-huh) Million dollar nigga, why that boy still walk around with that Glizzy? 'Cause I'ma stop a nigga, I done came way too far from the trenches We handle and clear the business We dogs, them niggas vicious We ballin', get all them bitches Yeah, I ran up them bands Got rich, took care of the fam That lil' hoe say I'm the man, these bitches know who I am He play, we give him ten, we wrap that boy like [?] We never duckin' no wreck, nigga, we ready to slide I run up that money, yeah I took flight (Gone) Used to post up on that corner, damn near all night (Gang) Like fuck the other side Them niggas know it's on sight (Fuck the other side) Now I got Murda on the beat so it's not nice (Uh-huh) Still I'll put a murder on your street for the right price (Come here) This Glock got more rounds than Fight Night (Baow, baow, baow, baow) She a freak, she wanna fuck 'cause of my ice, ice (Ice, ice) I know they ain't see this shit comin' like a blindside (Uh-huh) I run up that money, yeah I took flight (Gone) Used to post up on that corner, damn near all night (Gang) Like fuck the other side Them niggas know it's on sight (Fuck the other side) Now I got Murda on the beat so it's not nice (Uh-huh) Still I'll put a murder on your street for the right price (Come here) This Glock got more rounds than Fight Night (Baow, baow, baow, baow) She a freak, she wanna fuck 'cause of my ice, ice (Ice, ice) I know they ain't see this shit comin' like a blindside (Uh-huh)
Writer(s): Shane Lindstrom, Nau'jour Grainger, Marcel Korkutata, Khalick Antonio Caldwell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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