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Money and Murder Songtext
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Money and Murder Songtext

Motherfuckers acting up, what?
Others stutter, when C-Flex kicking their butts
My pockets closed, no hand can check for doe
Whippin every hoe, off that floor
I don′t know what you asking for
Told ya'll bitches, you don′t really wanna get me go
One hand grabbing a four-four, da other that hoe, though
Putting the hole on that temple, making da brain flow


Ripping every single of your fingers apart
Rapping like my slaps, on that bitch ass, so hard
I came for the cash, smelled that bitch from the far
Shouldn't have flexed with that on Instagram
Who came? I am a serial killer, mayne
I fuck your life for a single cent
Get your shit right, hide and step away
Money, money, bloody hungry, everyday
I cut you off like a fish filet
Your bitch get sprayed, kicking in your face
Stick it in your mouth, I don't need to aim
I am in your house, bullets out my magnum rain

Fuck you bitch, huh
Dump, da dead body, nowhere
No mo, motherfucking forehead
Get chopped up and slaughtered into pieces
Horror, worth every fucking dollar, died in your feces
Burn that bitch, like a mufuckah
Curse of a witch made me a mufuckah
Worth this shit? Hell yeah, asshole
It is all about the cashflow
I have to go and stack mo
Revenge on all you bitches, non-stop
I come to get every single one dropped


Motherfuckers acting up, what?
Others stutter, when C-Flex kicking their butts
My pockets closed, no hand can check for doe
Whippin′ every hoe, off that floor
I don′t know what you asking for
Told ya'll bitches, you don′t really wanna get me go
One hand grabbing a four-four, da other that hoe, though
Putting the hole on that temple, making da brain flow

Ripping every single of your fingers apart
Rapping like my slaps, on that bitch ass, so hard
I came for the cash, smelled that bitch from the far
Shouldn't have flexed with that on Instagram
Who came? I am a serial killer, mayne
I fuck your life for a single cent
Get your shit right, hide and step away
Money, money, bloody hungry, everyday
I cut you off like a fish filet
Your bitch get sprayed, kicking in your face
Stick it in your mouth, I don′t need to aim
I am in your house, bullets out my magnum rain

Fuck you bitch, huh
Dump, da dead body, nowhere
No mo, motherfucking forehead
Get chopped up and slaughtered into pieces
Horror, worth every fucking dollar, died in your feces
Burn that bitch, like a mufuckah
Curse of a witch made me a mufuckah
Worth this shit? Hell yeah, asshole
It is all about the cashflow
I have to go and stack mo
Revenge on all you bitches, non-stop
I come to get every single one dropped

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