Murder Rate lyrics

by

Gucci Mane


[Intro]
Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
I ain't fearing sh*t, n*gga, I can die today
I just popped a perc and I went to a better place (Gone)
Wopster, I ain't friendly, get the f*ck up out my face
I don't trust nobody, I just bought another K (It's Wop)
Murder rate, murder rate, I raise the murder rate, ayy
Chopper eat his face, send him up to heaven's gates, ayy
Murder rate, murder rate, I raise the murder rate, ayy
Murder rate, murder rate, I raise the murder rate, ayy

[Verse]
I raise the murder rate, put a n*gga on a plate, yeah
n*gga better run and hide, n*gga better run in place, ayy (Lil' whore)
Lil Wopster a slime, take your sh*t right in your face (b*tch), ayy
I stay with my .9, let this b*tch blow in broad day, ayy
b*tch ain't with the sh*ts, you ain't never hit a lick (Lil' b*tch)
Ask your favourite rapper 'bout me, probably f*cked his b*tch (Lil' whore)
Lil Wopster a demon, I do drugs and I go skitz
Tote a AK47, you can see straight through my Ricks (Owens)
Wopster don't exist, I'm a shadow in the mist, (Lil' b*tch)
b*tch I shop at Saks Fifth and I'm trapping out the Ritz (Carlton)
Raf Simons my kicks, I bought Raf Simons for my b*tch (My b*tch)
All I drink is blood, yeah, that Wockhardt what I sip, ayy
[Chorus]
I ain’t fearing sh*t, n*gga, I can die today (Lil' whore)
I just popped a perc and I went to a better place (I'm gone)
Wopster, I ain't friendly, get the f*ck up out my face (Lil' b*tch)
I don't trust nobody, I just bought another K, ayy
Murder rate, murder rate, I raise the murder rate, ayy
Chopper eat his face, send him up to heaven's gates, ayy
Murder rate, murder rate, I raise the murder rate, ayy
Murder rate, murder rate, I raise the murder rate, yeah
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