Cisco Villa - Murda (Ft. Dowtr x Lyzer x Clouded Mind) (Prod. by Jacob Lethal Beats) скачать в хорошем качестве

Cisco Villa - Murda (Ft. Dowtr x Lyzer x Clouded Mind) (Prod. by Jacob Lethal Beats)

Free Download at:   / murda   Beat: Future x Young Thug Type Beat - "Burner" by Jacob Lethal Beats    • Future x Young Thug Type Beat - "Burner"   June 2016 Hook: See I aint know what you heard but these locos aint nice they mob around with that burn and they aint never think it twice they talkin murder, murder, murder they talking murder, murder, murder Verse 1: (Lyzer) nigga they talking murder so you know what we gonna do sickos mobbin steady patrolin muthafuck your whole crew nigga i know you heard of us nigga we be them murderers fuck around with us and youll end up in the trunk bend them ducks tearing shit up breakin em down not givin a fuck who you are where youre from it dont matter the case is wrapped up free my nigga clouded mind LA county bounded see you on the other side all my killas bout it cisco lyzer dowtr creepin through your neighborhood streets black hoodies black gloves cant forget that chrome heat flee the murder scene unseen another one down put to sleep socks hat fitted so you suckas know who did it gee Verse 2: (Cisco Villa) dippin down yo block, mobbin with my woes got a couple glocks seven shots every load mexsickos in the cut we dont play so less you want that heat get the fuck up out my way killas we mobbin dont think fore we spray, letting you have it then call it day no remorse im aiming to kill and ready to spill my clip in yo brain fuck any loco that try to compete, reppin a street i aint heard of before sickos mobbin highlife reppin hug yo bitch then kiss the floor here we go let em know cisco aint the loc to test hope you know if you my foe im emptyin my clip in yo chest homeboy talkin murder ready to serve you with a dose of lead rock yo vest and duck yo head im a soldier till the day im dead Verse 3: (Dowtr) the liquor im consumin got a nigga dumbing im holdin my position aint nobody running got these niggas duckin diving, when they see us coming got these sickos in the cut controllin man i love it my enemies go before me my snapback banging for me no guts no glory they swear they knew my story forgot about that young mexican from the hub sick minded bolen breathing never gave a fuck my minds been lost i never found it, floatin never grounded talking murder been around it, all that woofin not about it them hammers stay handy like manny, always go blammy no jammy problem on granny no family, nosies with candy is brandy sick dogs dont bark blood, g rides with spark plugs beef shit get marked up, banged out stay parked up mobbin the streets with yo bitch and she holding my burner burner 91-7-0-6 is the code for murder, murder