Murder Skool lyrics

by

Pooh Shiesty



[Intro]
Blrrrd (Damn, FlemDawg), ayy, blrrrd, blrrrd, uh, blrrrd
Big 7.62's
Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd
(Pablo, you crazy for this one)
Ayy, ayy, let's go

[Chorus]
'Fore I thought I was a gangster, had to go through murder school (I went through murder school)
Change your name, that boy my son (my kid), you never used 7.62's
I can't rap about you in my songs (No), don't know what you would do
We capital F-O-X 1-3, everybody put somethin' on the news
We be F-O-X 1-3 (Yup), everybody put sh*t on the news
Just one on me, I grab my ski, just watch my back every time I move (Every time they 'bout to move)
Think he gon' run away, this fully auto flip him out his shoes (I flip somethin' 'round his shoes)
Been goin' ham since I was little, boy, ain't no pass, you gettin' it too

[Verse]
Big Backwoods of my own strain (Blrrrd), I keep rollin' up dеad dudes (Yup)
Menace to sociеty, promote violence, always first to shoot
Trey Day died on the way to me, just no way that sh*t was true
Doin' this sh*t for him and Tee D, that's while I'm stylin' in the booth
And in this mode, don't even blink, keep my eye open when I shoot
You really don't gotta say sh*t, why you get locked and tell the truth?
I take care all the members that's locked and don't nobody else come through
.40 stick under my Glock (Blrrrd), Gen5, everything new
Been nothin' but trouble since a child, now I'm makin' my mama proud
How I'ma beef with n*ggas rolling mid? I'm booked for Rolling Loud
I brought the MG from the Benz, hop out on you with the trey pound
And I could show you how to rob (Blrrrd), first move, make everybody get down
Let somebody try to reach (Boom), I make sure everybody get fired (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Almost lost my life like ninety times, three of 'em, I really died
Got so much faith in this glizzy, the only b*tch ain't never lied (I never lied)
I act like gettin' rich ain't no blessing, I be still tryna go slide, blrrrd
[Chorus]
'Fore I thought I was a gangster, had to go through murder school (I went through murder school)
Change your name, that boy my son (my kid), you never used 7.62's
I can't rap about you in my songs (No), don't know what you would do
We capital F-O-X 1-3, everybody put somethin' on the news
We be F-O-X 1-3 (Yup), everybody put sh*t on the news
Just one on me, I grab my ski, just watch my back every time I move (Every time they 'bout to move)
Think he gon' run away, this fully auto flip him out his shoes (I flip somethin' 'out his shoes)
Been goin' ham since I was little, boy, ain't no pass, you gettin' it too

[Outro]
Gon' get your ass, blrrrd, ayy, Big Blrrrd, blrrrd
Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd
Keep all that just like that
Fox 13 News gang, new clip gang
Get you a article, n*gga, Big Blrrrd
Put that sh*t on that news channel, new channel with this switch
No, can't mix them b*tches with switches
And I'm thuggin' in switches, ain't no f*ckin', ain't switchin', blrrrd
And I know fifty, no duckin' these .50's, all these switches on these glizzies
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