Murda Man

[Chorus: Boosie Badazz]
Murder, murder, Murda man
Probably, looking for that other man
Murder, murder, Murda man
Is it true, what everybody saying?
Mane they say that nigga the “murder, murder, Murda man”
All these steppers, thirsty man
Let’s get em gone, why?
They follow you home, yeah
I heard them bullets go to flying, when they playing with the Murda man

[Verse 1: Youngboy Never Broke Again]
Straight out them trenches, addin' to listing
When they flip 'em, send it
Bullets gon' penetrate through his body, this a real business
Really a member, one in a million, better stand attention
Bitch I say “don’t bring me up in no mentions”
We fucked over his partner, we pull up, put eight in his body
This shit for that Nawf, who gon' get it
Step on that nigga, stomp on 'em, then pick up that body
I got too many hats with that glizzy
I throw a brick ‘nd don’t hide it
Them pussy ass niggas already know who the fuck sent it
I’m Bo’, guardin' that boy, I'ma take the stick and push 'em over
From the waist and I cut it, I got to hit it from the shoulder
Keep a flag around the blick, he get "blitzed", what I told 'em
He wan' watch and I got 'em, cutthroat 'em, show that boy Magnolia
Hop out, hit with that choppa, I'm finna show that boy a Soulja
Tryin' to stop it, I pop it, soon as it click, I'm gon' reload it

[Chorus: Boosie Badazz]
Murder, murder, Murda man
Probably, looking for that other man
Murder, murder, Murda man
Is it true, what everybody saying?
Mane they say that nigga the “murder, murder, Murda man”
All these steppers, thirsty man
Let’s get em gone, why?
They follow you home, yeah
I heard them bullets go to flying, when they playing with the Murda man

[Verse 2: Boosie Badazz]
Bossman
We get to the business, I step for Lil Ivy
I'm droppin' that bag, I got these niggas hidin'
Oh bitch, you on pills and out of your body
Your blood gon' roll all over this Glock
It's me and Lil Top, we sittin' 'round countin' this cash
Be waitin' on niggas to crash
I got some niggas'll sit you down, nigga, just to sit 'round Badazz
Oh, you want me to crash? Well, fuck wit' him
That's my lil nigga, Lil Tootie Slim
You know we be steppin', that Bottom my section
If somethin' probably happen', that's Boosie them
Oh, they say that was Ghost and Lil Ruger them
Newspaper say they my shooter friend
I started rules across the track, you close his casket, I double that
Man, I got some lil steppers, go fuck wit' that
They love the fuck out of Torence Hatch
You make a song and we make a pack
Follow you home and shoot through the glass
Mane, fuck that lil nigga, let's switch his ass
Since he a clown, let's IT his ass
Just gave my lil stepper 10k upfront, nigga
You owe me one, nigga (I got you)

[Chorus: Boosie Badazz]
Murder, murder, Murda man
Probably, looking for that other man
Murder, murder, Murda man
Is it true, what everybody saying?
Mane they say that nigga the “murder, murder, Murda man”
All these steppers, thirsty man
Let’s get em gone, why?
They follow you home, yeah
I heard them bullets go to flying, when they playing with the Murda man

[Outro]
They say that’s boy’s the murder, murder, Murda man
All these steppers, thirsty man
Let’s get ‘em gone
They follow you home
Bullets flyyyyy
For the Murda man
Bet not playyy, with the Murda man
Do not playyy
Do not playyy, do not playyy
Do not playy, theyy calling the Murda man
Murda man, Murda man, Murda man
Murda man, Murda man, Murda man
Murda man, Murda man, Murda man (You know his name)
Murda man, Murda man, Murda man (They call him the Murda man)
Murda man, Murda man, Murda man (They find where you stayy)
Murda man, Murda man, Murda man