Lyrics:
like me uh
Chance of that is unlikely
2 Chainz in my white T
I wipe her down and I pipe her down
I give my girl money to go out of town
You give
school
I been out past 2
Rolling on bout two
Styrofoam getting screwed
VVS I'm the jeweler
That's a cold blooded murder
My attorney gon have to turn up
the fuck up
I should go say that shit to Tech N9ne or to Jigga
Nobody said shit about 2 Chainz as long as he's been here, shit
No wonder you're mad, now
ain't looking for love ain't that simple
I was ready to show her to my kinfolk
Now I'm out here by myself peeping out the window
Scared to go out cuz I
an attack
This bitch tried escapin' the jack
Grabbed her by the throat, it's murder she wrote
You barely heard a word as she choked
It wasn't nothin' for
it avoids an awful lot of mess
Because it's murder by numbers
One, two, three
It's as easy to learn
As your ABC
It's murder by numbers
One,
and that I'm alive
Ready to die, don't ask why
I don't know why it's like that
Just know that locs is gonna die
Nigga so when I going dead I'm takin 2
a leader not a follower
(my muthafuckin TRU tatoo) Uuunnnggghhh!
Chorus (2X): Murder, murder, murder, murder
187, cause I don't give a fuck
the summer up
It's just me and 2 Chainz
But the chain's never tucked though
If you don't like what I'm doing, n**** f*** y'all
Thank God for the first n****
that you're used to
2 Chainz so you know it's true
I'm up top and I love the view
I'm cooking I'm cooking I'm cooking stew
Hop out peka boo
Time to run
motherfucker
I know they wanna be me, motherfucker
Hello, hello, I'm mean, motherfucker
Hello, hello, I'm mean, motherfucker
(2 Chainz)
Hello, hello, I'm mean,
greed gang
A man of God different, no 2 Chainz
I got my first Bible, it's a G thing
I'm flippin' through the pages, no sleep gang
Dispersed all my anger,
a leader not a follower
(my muthafuckin TRU tatoo) Uuunnnggghhh!
Chorus (2X): Murder, murder, murder, murder
187, cause I don't give a fuck
I jus want the world in my hands
Niggas get it in get it in
We don't really know how it ends
Murder rate goin up 10
For me and my friends
Imma make
She's been hurt by some other men
So I guess it's "here we go again"
But I gotta keep it real yo I got to stand up and be a man but I gotta do it
I gotta
the stick by the door of this kitchen
Murder rate up to the top of the ceiling
I got that love for the racks when they skinny
Mind your bidness (your
and
Them hating and them ho niggas
My wrist 30 below niggas
My bitch gotta ho with her that ho
(MayDay, 2 Chainz)
Came in this mother fucker by myself
When I
oh (2 Chainz)
Oh woah oh, oh oh, get me something else
You walked away, you were never given
The pain and shame that went on for so long
Those nights
service
All a nigga want is some of that lip service
2 Chainz in these chains in this bitch, ho
Let me rephrase it
2 Chainz in your bitch ho, bustin'
Like 2 Chainz, nigga
I'm different, I'm different
I'm different, I'm different
Shit different, lit different
Drip different, sip different
just might die with scowl
You might get killed by your pal
That real nigga shit ain't his style
I'm never surprised and never wowed
And even when down
Fucking concurrence à vomir!
Entre Drive-by en bolide! Zlat'Hayce
Compte plaider la folie!
Dès l'enfance on est
Différent comme 2-Chainz!
C'est le diable
Murder for breakfast
Murder for lunch
Murder for dinner
and murder for brunch [x2]
I woke up today hungry for something new
She want's
2 Chainz!
Yeah, yeah
Take 'em to church, I'm talkin' the tabernacle
It's the return of the body snatcher
Walk in the spot, make my woman smack
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