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Mo Murda
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Mo Murda was released on December 30, 2021 by HenryBoy! as a part of the album Only I
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AlbumOnly I
Release DateDecember 30, 2021
LabelHenryBoy!
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM65

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Todderrick Henry
Todderrick Henry
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Todderrick Henry
Todderrick Henry
Songwriter
Matthew Valentinetti
Matthew Valentinetti
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
MiracleMaxxx
MiracleMaxxx
Producer

Lyrics

Murda
Mo murda
Come again
Murda
Mo murda
Come
Come again
Mo murda
Killem all
The way we ball
Ballin hard
Yeah we winnin now
Winnin now
Killem all
The way we ball
Ballin hard
Yeah we winnin now
Winnin now
Back in the mix like its cocaine where the Dopeman streets on fire nigha need a fan it ain’t safe out here word to propaine its a cold game keep a button up for the cold play I’m a hot flame no out about it keep a matchstick you will eva neva match this bitch I’m bad Michael Jackson turn flips with The Jacksons; got me Ulysses now I’m Frankie baby diamonds dancin and they hittin baby call protective srvice I’m ballin Irvin she ridin dick reverse cowgirlin game time if its up its up we gone hold the Fort and come in the clutch lock it up and throw away the key rap homicide found’em quilty Ol'Henry like Captin Kirk with them Master P’s I don’t save shit first come first serve come and get’em please I’m a lemon squeeze and ya girl she want it till the last drop holding nah when I pull em out guess we winning now as I retort uncomfortable so I’m chasing cream increase the gap a million times multiplied and back on a compound gun range in back I
Killem all
The way we ball
Ballin hard
Yeah we winnin now
Winnin now
Killem all
The way we ball
Ballin hard
Yeah we winnin now
Winnin now
Big Bag come out the trash dead presidents for dem presidents pussy good bad attitude can’t stay long so I’m passin through hot potata with my operations had to build it up like Eddy ruffin nigha I don’t trust a nigha I don’t trust nobody and my faith is solid nighas mad but I ain’t mad about it if u loose it all they can’t help u find it at all I’m honest ;tell’em raise the price if they need some counsel taxin down on the outer towners got my numbers hittin like shakin dice the feeling you get when you broke and you wake up a stimmy check envisioned me killin’em rappers I’m killin em arsonists consistanyly givin’em deeper than rap got’em feelin attached I be out for the scratch where da money reside you can check fa me there Bitch and she fine as frog hair when I pull on her track all the neighbors gone hear kill’em
Killem all
The way we ball
Ballin hard
Yeah we winnin now
Winnin now
Killem all
The way we ball
Ballin hard
Yeah we winnin now
Murda
Mo murda
Come again
Murda
Mo murda
Come
Come again
Written by: Matthew Valentinetti, Todderrick Henry
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