Murda (Going Down) lyrics
by Istanbul King
Part I: Going Down
(Intro)
Hundo, f*ck, b*tch, ayy
I do murder, can’t take sh*t from me
b*tch, yeah, b*tch, ayy
(Chorus)
Pull up on the opps, they going down
n*ggas going down
I do not f*ck around
The opps be going down
Every day while I’m around
These n*ggas going down
Pull up on the opps, they going down
n*ggas going down
I do not f*ck around
The opps be going down
Every day while I’m around
These n*ggas going down
(Verse 1)
Pull up on the opps, wait a minute
They tryna contradict me like the Senate
They be out here, calling me a menace
Causing racket, like I’m playing tennis
But watch me go, and
(Chorus)
Pull up on the opps, they going down
n*ggas going down
I do not f*ck around
The opps be going down
Every day while I’m around
These n*ggas going down
Pull up on the opps, they going down
n*ggas going down
I do not f*ck around
The opps be going down
Every day while I’m around
These n*ggas going down
(Verse 2)
They just wanna catch me in the studio
I don’t know where I’m going though
Everything be so through-provoking
Last time I checked, they know
Pull up on the opps, take it slow
These n*ggas gotta go
Spend the money aftershow
The f*ck they know?
But watch me, I’ll
(Chorus)
Pull up on the opps, they going down
n*ggas going down
I do not f*ck around
The opps be going down
Every day while I’m around
These n*ggas going down
Pull up on the opps, they going down
n*ggas going down
I do not f*ck around
The opps be going down
Every day while I’m around
These n*ggas going down
Part II: Murda
(Chorus)
Hit the gas, n*ggas going fast
Anyway, I ain’t gon be last
These n*ggas, they now in the past
Holy sh*t, murdering them fast
Holy bars, these n*ggas won’t last
Think about it, everything is limitless
I got these n*ggas doing less
‘Cause they dead
Hit the gas, n*ggas going fast
Anyway, I ain’t gon be last
These n*ggas, they now in the past
Holy sh*t, murdering them fast
Holy bars, these n*ggas won’t last
Think about it, everything is limitless
I got these n*ggas doing less
‘Cause they dead
(Verse)
Spend my life, writing my bars
They don’t know, I can go far
I be up on stage, I be all the rage
They be filled with rage
n*ggas so enraged
They can’t get my flow
They can’t get my tone
They want me to go
But they know the answer “No”
I’m a stone cold killer
I don’t think no one will miss ‘em
They gon catch me after show
They gon be about to get me
n*ggas done thought too quickly
I keep a Glocky on me
They won’t take it from me
I’ll end the goddamn party, uh, wait, ayy
I gotta take it slow
My old words, gotta go
I think I hit the jackpot
Murder is the way to go
Don’t take this as no promotion
I will set all plans in motion
They don’t want no sh*t from me
They just tryna promote the notion, and I
(Chorus)
Hit the gas, n*ggas going fast
Anyway, I ain’t gon be last
These n*ggas, they now in the past
Holy sh*t, murdering them fast
Holy bars, these n*ggas won’t last
Think about it, everything is limitless
I got these n*ggas doing less
‘Cause they dead
Hit the gas, n*ggas going fast
Anyway, I ain’t gon be last
These n*ggas, they now in the past
Holy sh*t, murdering them fast
Holy bars, these n*ggas won’t last
Think about it, everything is limitless
I got these n*ggas doing less
‘Cause they dead