The Jacka & Berner - Murder Murder lyrics

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The Jacka & Berner - Murder Murder lyrics

[The Jacka] Hopped off the plane with about 9 onions n***as known to make it rain mid-day in the summer Tryin' to smoke away the pain fresh vein for the struggle Better shackled up in chains, than ashamed to see my mother Disgrace to my family, mothaf**in' loser Shooter, make ya break like B-boy JR Biggest mistake I made I didn't back out sooner I be rappin' so I couldn't play the background too much f**ed around copped a mink and sat in front of the mula Brothers at the game the feds notice Follow our limos to the crib and set up cameras Spying on my wife and my kids god damn it's going down forreal this time But I'm ready, cuz I really did these crimes for my family ya dig [Chorus] I'm the reason that residue on ya currensy I get big bread the cops wannna murder me But I murder them, ya babymomma heard of him Movin' through the city Peruvian papi I'm servin' em [Berner] I put em on the plane before I put em in the mail I used the triple beam before I had that digi scale I move 2 for 12 you can say I'm doing well I got that kinda work that you can sell I used to sell Packs in the drought for 85 hun a piece Enough to eat, Ima flood the streets with the one you need I got that uncut, no there's no cut in it Drug business, every car I'm in got d** in it I ride around the city high I'm still payin cops I got my b**h in the telly waitin' takin' calls This the way to go, weight to push cake to blow Major dough in my duffle bag on my way to go Make a drop off the cops watch but don't stop us I see them alphabet boys in the helicopter [Chorus] I'm the reason that residue on ya currensy I get big bread the cops wannna murder But I murder them, ya babymomma heard of him Movin' through the city Peruvian papi I'm servin' em