Rylo Rodriguez - Murder lyrics

Out in the street, they call it murder (6lement) Out in the street, they call it murder Out in the street, they call it murder We'll go to war with the whole state, we ain't scared of them We don't throw no guns inside the lake, we go bury them Same ni**as sneak dissing makin' songs, they just bury him He don't got no Jordan's he just gon' rock that K, wait on his per diem Get off our dick, go and ask your BM Hellcat donut, cracked the rim They already dead, bro, it's been said Who we gon' smoke after them? Ho in Baton Rouge say I'm her lil' yeah She twenty-one like Savage 'nem Strapped up like it's Call of Duty Ain't no regular shots, we hollow gang AR pistol, empty out the clip, then reverse it like a college game Lot of ni**as say if you catch a body, you can be in the game But not with us, we go off, if you keep it solid, you can be in the gang Young ni**a got a dub' but he'll be happy if you send him anything Murder, murder, murder, murder, murder, yeah, that's all she wrote Birkin, Birkin, Birkin, Birkin, Birkin, I ain't finna buy that, ho [?] but Out in the street, they call it murder You know, yeah, yeah Out in the street, they call it murder SB's Glock switches He's a murder boy, murder boy, [?] man Now we pull up, hop out Sprinter, used to hop out minivans All I did was shoot, I ain't have to up, it was already in my hand All I said was, "Yeah," before that night, he was already in the sand He's a murder boy, murder child, play with him, he'll murder y'all Ninety-four plus ninety-three, they call where he from murder town Load 'em up, take 'em down Load the car, spin around Drum stick, fifty rounds Switch attached, sprayin' rounds Switch attached, go side to side Got shot in the toe, b*tch should've died Glock shoot it to him, like a magic trick, we gon' blow his mind Yeah Out in the street, they call it murder Out in the street, they call it murder Out in the street, they call it murder