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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Murda (feat. Trippie Red) [Official Audio]
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
Trippie Redd
Trippie Redd
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Lockhart
Aaron Lockhart
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Michael Lamar White IV
Michael Lamar White IV
Songwriter
Dennis Neal Jr.
Dennis Neal Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dubba-AA
Dubba-AA
Producer
Louis Bandz
Louis Bandz
Producer

Letra

Oh-oh well, yeah yeah Dubba AA-Flex Oh wit' it, anything wit' it, takin' my time wit' it And I ain't scared to die I told 'em I'm dyin' wit' it, I'll never change up They say that how I'm livin' that I need to wake up I'm slangin' that iron wit' it, they'll never frame us They want me dead but I ain't scared, I got my change up This is the sound It's a murder, yeah, they screamin' out murder, yeah They steady screamin' it's a murder They gotta take my soul, I been thuggin' since a younging Motherfuck which way he go, yeah yeah Motherfuck that talkin', run down on him hunnid shots on dat drum Said they want me but I ain't scared, we go to war where I'm from Most of my niggas up in jail and half got killed by a gun 187 we be wildin', all I know is redrum When I say that it's up they gon' it lay down 2 up under my belt, we don't play around 400 shots in the car when it go down Step on all of them before the sun down Steady talkin' like he wit' it, he say he gon' kill me You know for a fact I don't stand down Bust your head for my nigga, I shoot 'til it's empty Ain't no shakin' back when I run down I told 'em I'm dyin' wit' it, I never change up They say that how I'm livin' that I need to wake up I'm slangin' that iron wit' it, they'll never frame us They want me dead but I ain't scared, I got my change up It's a murder, yeah, they screamin' out murder, yeah They steady screamin' it's a murder They gotta take my soul, I been thuggin' since a youngin' Motherfuck which way he go, yeah yeah Pussy nigga it's a murder, 187 Send your ass to heaven, and send your family blessings Hit you with the Smith and Wesson, or beat your ass like Tekken Told your pussy ass to check in, that's what you get for flexin' I told you I was destined, I told you I was stressin' Not too rich to tote my weapon, Five-Seven cave your chest in Pop you niggas send a message All for the love of the murder, murder And I got no time to play, know I keep a fuckin' K And it'll blow your fuckin' brain away, Trippie insane No I never changed, just got some change Ain't nothin' to get you wacked off, act hard It ain't chess it's checkers bitch, nigga at all Better live your fuckin' best life, Lil Duval Like Cleo, it's 1400/800 gang, bitch we set it off I told 'em I'm dyin' wit' it, I never change up They say that how I'm livin' that I need to wake up I'm slangin' that iron wit' it, they'll never frame us They want me dead but I ain't scared, I got my change up It's a murder, yeah, they screamin' out murder, yeah They steady screamin' it's a murder They gotta take my soul, I been thuggin' since a youngin' Motherfuck which way he go, yeah yeah This is the sound
Writer(s): Alexandra Sholler, Michael Lamar White Ii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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