Murder Business (Explicit)

Realbleeda - 'Murder Business'

HOOK

I won’t talk on the phone cause ***** we really bout that murder business

***** we step for real, we step for real

Know it’s gonna be a killing

When we bend your block and load up chops with lots of ammunition

Won’t stop shooting till it stop, I work my shoulder I ain’t never missing

Hit his top make him lock

Put the ***** straight on his knees

I coulda used a Glock my n***a but I used a ARP

Just got the drop I’m pullin up

***** I’m hopping out on feet

***** it’s Realbleeda, ***** you know I’m know for makin n***as bleed

VERSE 1

When I’m just Ringing shots pussy n***a you could hear a pin drop, I stood over dude

Shit I know he dead, pussy n***a you don’t gotta watch the news

See this what I do

Off a couple steps

Now you hear that boom

Then watch him slide out the shoes

Oh you got bodies my n***a,

**** it let me add the two

You know you can lose your life

And you cant bring your pistol with you

We put big ass holes in his body

They only see him on these Insta pictures

Man my mind be on violence

I be tryna think about how ima do a n***a

Don’t ever think you alone cuz I know that ima shooter n***a

HOOK

I won’t talk on the phone cause ***** we really bout that murder business

***** we step for real, we step for real

Know it’s gonna be a killing

When we bend your block and load up chops with lots of ammunition

Won’t stop shooting till it stop, I work my shoulder I ain’t never missing

Hit his top make him lock

Put the ***** straight on his knees

I coulda used a Glock my n***a but I used a ARP

Just got the drop I’m pullin up

***** I’m hopping out on feet

***** it’s Realbleeda, ***** you know I’m know for makin n***as bleed

VERSE 2

Y’all see my chain I’m just 19

Y’all n***as gon be on that shelf

Tell me why you talking about you gon take sum from

He gon take a bullet, it’s gon take his breath

You that I’m shooting till ain’t nothin left

You that’s it’s for sure I’m coming wit steppers

I don’t where no belt that Glock gon hold my pants

Them bands finna get your mans

And I really don’t gotta spin

Where I get you lackin that’s your end

I miss bloody scenes I’m thinking bout coming out wit the bloody man

Pray your ***** Bloody Mary

With the chopper shells

Got them back to back while I spin

Yea I zipped the *****

If I could I’d kill a ***** again

HOOK

I won’t talk on the phone cause ***** we really bout that murder business

***** we step for real, we step for real

Know it’s gonna be a killing

When we bend your block and load up chops with lots of ammunition

Won’t stop shooting till it stop, I work my shoulder I ain’t never missing

Hit his top make him lock

Put the ***** straight on his knees

I coulda used a Glock my n***a but I used a ARP

Just got the drop I’m pullin up

***** I’m hopping out on feet

***** it’s Realbleeda, ***** you know I’m know for makin n***as bleed