ASAP Ferg - Murda Something (Feat. Waka Flocka Flame) Lyrics
Murda, MurdaMurda, Murda[Verse 1- Waka Flocka Flame]Some say I'm possessed, that's why Christ on my chestI'm from the Southside so I throw up the "S"Disrespect, I lay you to restBoy you ass, you softer than breastBloody murder, I lay you to restAim for the head ain't no need for a vestCan't nothing protect you from this tecStreet educated, no use for G-techNiggas be talking but really don't want itPut shells in your stomach, like ***** you wetFlocka like Rambo, I stay with the ammoTest me, that's a gamble like Russian RouletteI stay with them commas, I been through the dramaYou going to war, you better invest***** is a "K"? I ain't impressedGot thousands of shooters I pay just to flex[Hook][Waka Flocka Flame]Niggas say I'm real, *****es say I'm hotDisrespect the Mob or Squad, then you get shotWe don't dial 9-1-1, we don't ***** with cops1-8-7 to the *****in' ops[A$AP Ferg]Ain't afraid to murda somethingAin't afraid to murda somethingAin't afraid to murda somethingAin't afraid to murda somethingAin't afraid to murda somethingAin't afraid to murda somethingAin't afraid to murda somethingAin't afraid to murda something[Verse 2- A$AP Ferg]Ain't afraid to murda somethingPut 'em in a hearse or somethingI'm thinking you niggas is sweetLike a Starburst or somethingGet 'em a purse or somethingMight get 'em in church or somethingWe heard the deacon speakingI'm Donnie McClurkin frontin'I smell *****, them niggas hurt your cousinAll my people say "Stomp!" like I'm Kirk or somethingPut 'em in the dirt like "Work" or somethingHe get on my nerves so ***** himYou turn ass like Tahiry when I pressed your buttonsAnd that was no diss, niggas quick for discussionY'all quick for the tweeting, y'all quick to be tumblingHow about a Vine, 2 clips to your spineAnd Instagram pics of me dumpingI'm feeling your ***** so I'm *****ingI skeet-skeet like it's nothin[Hook][Waka Flocka Flame}It's a homicide, a bloody murderAll my niggas down to murder187 on the opThat's a fallen soldier[A$AP Ferg]I'm finna get back and start [?] the brainNow I'm beating that ass like Ike did TurnerYou sit in a box, you sleep in a hearseWherever you from, that's my turfFergie Ferg and I'm putting in workYoung Flocka Flame gon' put 'em in the dirtSipping on the Henny and a nigga go berserkCouple *****es gave me brain, then I skeet on they skirt[Waka Flocka Flame]Yeah Ferg, you nastyPay attention, focus on what we came forGot the drop on a nigga, got the [?] tooI hop out then go click-clack, then go bang[Hook]
