Murda Bizness Letra

Bunch of fifty's
Super clean, shout get them

Hit the scene, kill shit we in the murda bizness
I kill pride
I hurt feelings
Click clack bang bang, we in the murda bizness

My outfit it murk bitches
Click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness

Iggy, do it biggy tell them keep sending bottles imma pop 50.
These other bitches think they hot, not really.
She a broke ho that's how you know she not with me.
Keep my heels on high ride or die 1 60 airline riding fly.

I'm the guy honest truth they decide to lie
They just divide they legs I devide the pie.
Ah nah nah nah now nobody
digging yall hoes
When Iggy in the spot they be igging yall hoes.
I'm cold get in that thang
Kill bitches dead
Click clack bang bang it's the murda bizness

Hit the club with bad bitches
Stacking hunneds bunch of fifty's
Super clean shout get them
Hit the scene, kill shit, we in the murda bizness
I kill pride, I hurt feelings
Click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness
My outfit it murk bitches
Click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness

Peasy, we got them queasy
Give these hoes a hard time.
Make it look easy
I'm the first of my kind you ain't see any.
We gonna eat this bread cause we make plenty
Stacks piled high like the hunneds fly
You ain't gotta do a shit but stay broke and die.
While I keep making hits with these coco lines
Shitting my max big you posters sides

Ah nah nah nah they ain't feeling y'all hoes
If you was on fire I would piss on y'all hoes.

I'm cold get in that thang
Kill bitches dead
Click clack bang bang it's the murda bizness
Hit the club with bad bitches
Stacking hunneds bunch of fifty's
Super clean shout get them
I kill pride, I hurt feelings
Click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness
My outfit it murk bitches
Click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness

T.I :
Outfit perfect hit the scene hurt shit
In the 9/11 now 187 murk shit holocaust genocide killing ego any pride.
Cremating the hating it's a murda
in the making
I'm taking out shine on top buying all bottles from the bar.
Let pop champagne let them niggas die of thirst man we ain't by hurt
When the light hit the chain all you see is fireworks.
Mute niggas turnt up all the way
Shoot niggas with the swag got holiday.
I'm steady lowing loud broke niggas ain't allowed
Click clack bang bang pow pow it's the murda bizness

Iggy:
Hit the club with bad itches stacking hunneds bunch of fifty's
Super clean shout get them
Hit the scene, kill shit we in the murda bizness
I kill pride, I hurt feelings
Click clack bang bang, we in the murda bizness
My outfit it murk bitches
Click clack bang bang we in the murda bizness

(Eh we in that thang everybody bout to kill bang bang
Yeah we in that thang everybody bout to kill bang bang)

(Merci à Ophélie pour cettes paroles)