Accident Murderers歌詞
Accident Murderers
You cocked back, you thought you had it planned
You thought you had your man
He saw you comin, he ran when you tried to blast that man
Missed him by inches, he sprinted
Some of his boys on the corner was who your bullets entered
Two of a?em pull through, but one didnt, sons finished
You took the life of him
The part about it thats crazy, you was aight with him
Tight with him, why was he in the way?
Why was he standin next to the enemy that specific day?
His style never hollas loud, stays reclusive
Good dude, got that look like he always about to do shit
Side of his mouth toothpick, one eyebrow raised
Got into it with dude who still tried to live out his old wild out days
They never had no probs
Somehow they rubbed each other wrong like a bad massage
These two different personalities had to collide
Niggas could not aim and innocent niggas died
You ask why, cause of aa|
Accident murderer
Act like you killed on purpose
Liars brag, you put work in
You aint mean to murk him, your guns a virgin
Streets are full of them, read the bulletin
Accident murderer
You just an accident murderer
We grew up doin graffiti
Now hollows heads gettin heated
Seated in foreign cars, constantly gettin weeded
Proceeded to count profits , I know they got on binoculars
But fuck a?em all, we ballin til they come lock us up
Twenty to life, Im clubbin blowin twenty tonight
We the Marlboro, Marley Marlin all through the night
Addicted to wealth, never cold turkey to war
Snatch a tech off the shelf, live forever thats InshaAllah
Memoirs of a rich nigga
Sweat suits, gold chains, old drug dealers
New Benz, chrome rims off a show killer
You niggas accidental shoppers in back of the limo
Pay your ties, stay alive, cant be dodgin my clique
Hundred check, I use your bitch for some bargainin chips
In a hole, sell your home, nigga go sell your soul
This forty-five in control, God forgives and I dont
[02:14.44]Accident murderer
[ 03:39.21][02:15.44]Act like you killed on purpose
[03:41.44][02:17.67]Liars brag, you put work in
[03:43.40][02:19.75]You aint mean to murk him, your guns a virgin
[03:46.10][02:22.23]Streets are full of them, read the bulletin
[03:48.94][02:25.26]Accident murderer
[ 02:26.43]You just an accident murderer
[02:30.34]
[02:30.99]Accident murderer
[02:32.10]Accident murderer
[04:07.13][02:37.69] You just an accident murderer
[02:40.83]
Yo, for my nigga that got killed, got hit up
Vodka spills on the concrete, light a swisha
We miss ya
And for that girl who never made it home, shot in the dome
How they gon kill that beautiful sista?
Violent adolescents, homicidal with weapons
Not a lot of knowledge inside of they minds, that Im guessin
Tell me who you impressin?
Shooters I knew them when they was babies, I used to test them
Make a?em throw up they hands, choke a?em out playin inwrestlin
Watch a?em grow to a man, I see them now they reppin
But they cold-blooded, homie, wonderin where the respect went
Cant play with these little niggas, gangsta little niggas
Cant hang with these little niggas, they killin, they reckless
Wish I could build with him, but will he change really?
Some real killers, I think of Wayne Perry
Fake til my nigga draws, what you want a name? Tell me
You aint mean to kill him, it wasnt necessary
You cocked back, you thought you had it planned
You thought you had your man
He saw you comin, he ran when you tried to blast that man
Missed him by inches, he sprinted
Some of his boys on the corner was who your bullets entered
Two of a?em pull through, but one didnt, sons finished
You took the life of him
The part about it thats crazy, you was aight with him
Tight with him, why was he in the way?
Why was he standin next to the enemy that specific day?
His style never hollas loud, stays reclusive
Good dude, got that look like he always about to do shit
Side of his mouth toothpick, one eyebrow raised
Got into it with dude who still tried to live out his old wild out days
They never had no probs
Somehow they rubbed each other wrong like a bad massage
These two different personalities had to collide
Niggas could not aim and innocent niggas died
You ask why, cause of aa|
Accident murderer
Act like you killed on purpose
Liars brag, you put work in
You aint mean to murk him, your guns a virgin
Streets are full of them, read the bulletin
Accident murderer
You just an accident murderer
We grew up doin graffiti
Now hollows heads gettin heated
Seated in foreign cars, constantly gettin weeded
Proceeded to count profits , I know they got on binoculars
But fuck a?em all, we ballin til they come lock us up
Twenty to life, Im clubbin blowin twenty tonight
We the Marlboro, Marley Marlin all through the night
Addicted to wealth, never cold turkey to war
Snatch a tech off the shelf, live forever thats InshaAllah
Memoirs of a rich nigga
Sweat suits, gold chains, old drug dealers
New Benz, chrome rims off a show killer
You niggas accidental shoppers in back of the limo
Pay your ties, stay alive, cant be dodgin my clique
Hundred check, I use your bitch for some bargainin chips
In a hole, sell your home, nigga go sell your soul
This forty-five in control, God forgives and I dont
[02:14.44]Accident murderer
[ 03:39.21][02:15.44]Act like you killed on purpose
[03:41.44][02:17.67]Liars brag, you put work in
[03:43.40][02:19.75]You aint mean to murk him, your guns a virgin
[03:46.10][02:22.23]Streets are full of them, read the bulletin
[03:48.94][02:25.26]Accident murderer
[ 02:26.43]You just an accident murderer
[02:30.34]
[02:30.99]Accident murderer
[02:32.10]Accident murderer
[04:07.13][02:37.69] You just an accident murderer
[02:40.83]
Yo, for my nigga that got killed, got hit up
Vodka spills on the concrete, light a swisha
We miss ya
And for that girl who never made it home, shot in the dome
How they gon kill that beautiful sista?
Violent adolescents, homicidal with weapons
Not a lot of knowledge inside of they minds, that Im guessin
Tell me who you impressin?
Shooters I knew them when they was babies, I used to test them
Make a?em throw up they hands, choke a?em out playin inwrestlin
Watch a?em grow to a man, I see them now they reppin
But they cold-blooded, homie, wonderin where the respect went
Cant play with these little niggas, gangsta little niggas
Cant hang with these little niggas, they killin, they reckless
Wish I could build with him, but will he change really?
Some real killers, I think of Wayne Perry
Fake til my nigga draws, what you want a name? Tell me
You aint mean to kill him, it wasnt necessary
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