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Murder Game[Intro: Meek Mill]If you ain't about that murder game, then... Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill... Pussy nigga, turn up Pussy nigga, turn up [Verse 1:] Shit... You ain't about that murder game NFL, yeah, yeah, we run the murder game I'm from 40th, them cops is doggin' us I chilled on 39th 'cause them niggas ain't talk too much They rob 'em, let the burner do it I swear I miss the murder unit Lynch Mob, Saint Day, Scream Team, 40 Walls, bang bang I'll remove your melon – (shit, Killa, who you tellin'?) And the girls don't fuck with you, they be like "who he tellin'?" In furs you'll find me – birds and hymens I don't know La La Crew, but I got the murder mind Sophie and Katrina, baby Keep the nines a ninas, in Newark, subpoenas, baby Count that – (blah, blah, blah, how 'bout that?) (He a cigarette nigga, let me out that) – Left 'em stinkin' like a loud pack [Hook: x2] So what you talkin' 'bout? (You ain't about that murder game) Back up, we in the burbs with 'caine Swervin' lanes, curvin' lames Bang, bang, bang you heard the thing (Pussy nigga, shut up) (Pussy nigga, shut up) Ah... [Verse 2:] You know I got that heroin – I take it down to Maryland You know them vets need they medicine Fiends knock - hurry up and let 'em in Papi came to see me, yeah, I'm feelin' lucky now Got that dog food, I ain't talkin' puppy chow No gravy train - no Purina No Kibbles & Bits, so money train that real ether That beige and tan, made me a praying mantis Made three mil' alone, Ohio State campus They stuck on basic, it's bucks I'm chasin' Harlem World forever but I rep that Buka Nation I could talk about it – statute imitations up They can't indict me know, know them charges never stuck You relate? We buildin' – we'll take your building We on the lobby, one month, we'll make a million [Hook] [Outro: Meek Mill] You ain't about that murder game Pussy nigga, shut up |