Lyrics NSE TAKEOVER – Murder She Wrote

Murder She Wrote Lyrics – NSE TAKEOVER

Singer: NSE TAKEOVER
Title: Murder She Wrote

With the gang sipping henny no chaser
She a goofy she think ima chase her
She pull up and i rip off her lace front
We put dude in a spliff and we face him

(yeah) we ride 12 deep in the sprinter
Treat that b#tch like a case i dismiss her
And my ex b#tch think that i miss her
f#ck nah i don’t miss her

He was tough on the net so let’s get him
We get you and whoever ride with you
I’m a problem n#gg# i’m the issue
All this ice on my neck like an igloo

Tryna count up my bread boy you broke
All you n#gg#s so fake and you hoes
Bust it down {?} a pope
When i pull up murder what she wrote

Know they hate the way i switch it up
Call us uber around this b#tch the way we come pick sh#t up
The chopper like to pick sh#t up
Can’t name a n#gg# that f#ck with us

G lock came with two triggers on that b#tch i call it double clutch
And the drac i got my side hoe
Spilled the drink on my shirt trying to dodge a pothole
12 get behind this car i stuff the gas up in the vent

f#ck the alphabet i only know two letters up in that b#tch
Fn up on me stuffed a 50 round up in my clip
Supresor in the front dont make a sound on it in this b#tch
Throw the shiesty on my face before i leave to meet my {?}

f#ck her face then kick her to the curb tell her i need my space
With the gang sipping henny no chaser
She a goofy she think ima chase her
She pull up and i rip off her lace front

We put dude in a spliff and we face him
(yeah) we ride 12 deep in the sprinter
Treat that b#tch like a case i dismiss her
And my ex b#tch think that i miss her

f#ck nah i don’t miss her
He was tough on the net so let’s get him
We get you and whoever ride with you
I’m a problem n#gg# i’m the issue

All this ice on my neck like an igloo
Tryna count up my bread boy you broke
All you n#gg#s so fake and you hoes
Bust it down {?} a pope

When i pull up murder what she wrote
Walk him down without a car i got to make sure that he shot
Leave his body on the ground so all the p#ssies see him rot
It’s like a n#gg# at the gym be moving weights he need a spot

Beat that n#gg# #ss so bad when he got up he had a knot
Tried to walk it off and fell that p#ss# acting like a bot
They ask me how much opps be hating i told they #ss a lot
I had a vision bout some millions so that money what i got

She asked to take a picture i told her no baby you is not
But i can’t go tho, loving hoes a no no, ride it like a pogo
b#tch i’m solo, in this steamer it’s all black plus it’s a 4 door
Run it back again, when i’m in the stu, new track again

Flipping racks again, got them by the bale new packs is in
With the gang sipping henny no chaser
She a goofy she think ima chase her
She pull up and i rip off her lace front

We put dude in a spliff and we face him
(yeah) we ride 12 deep in the sprinter
Treat that b#tch like a case i dismiss her
And my ex b#tch think that i miss her

f#ck nah i don’t miss her
He was tough on the net so let’s get him
We get you and whoever ride with you
I’m a problem n#gg# i’m the issue

All this ice on my neck like an igloo
Tryna count up my bread boy you broke
All you n#gg#s so fake and you hoes
Bust it down {?} a pope

When i pull up murder what she wrote
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