Lyrics NWM Cee Murdaa – Slap Attack

Slap Attack Lyrics – NWM Cee Murdaa

Singer: NWM Cee Murdaa
Title: Slap Attack

Ayy, ayy, mmm, mmm, mmm, Murdaa back, n#gg#
Murdaa-Murdaa back, n#gg#
Ayy, the spinners back, n#gg#, ayy, ayy
Gang, ayy, ayy, ayy

Voices in my head, tellin’ me to- ayy, mmm, ayy
Voices in my head, tellin’ me to- mmm, mmm, mmm
And they sayin’ Murdaa back, ayy, they like 〈.?.〉
Ayy, hop up out that Track and they like, “Who is that?” Murdaa back

I was in the stores, couldn’t land the jet, I ain’t wanna’ rap
Voices in my head keep tellin’ me that I’m the best at that
Another voice keep sayin’, “That sh#t cap,” my ex mad that I slapped
Had a hunnid’, left wit’ twenty, hit yo’ block, you do the math

I got a Drac’, boy put that Taurus up, that’s a mix-and-match
And I’m petty, leave a b#tch like, “Ayy, give me my pictures back”
My older b#tch knew my brother before me, yeah, that’s vintage cat
She stop f#ckin’ wit’ me, brought lil’ bro’nem, and her whip got snatched

She got a 〈.?.〉 for her jumpin’ curbs, and now that b#tch got wrapped
My phone got too hot, keep goin’ off, it had a slap attack
Been tryna’ knock a lil’ p#ss# off, but I can’t catch a cat
You goin’ too fast, you need to chill out ’cause damn, there go them people

They buck a U, then you buck a U, they come, ‘den start high-speedings
Say you never been in a speed whip, sit back and I’ma teach you
Hit down St. Louis Ave, and 〈.?.〉, then go park by Reaver
b#tch, the bird just landed, these ain’t falcons, boy, these nun’ but eagles

You can be a goat, I hang wit’ wolves, and they’ll come and eat you
Say you don’t slap and you don’t snatch, well guess what lil’ n#gg#, we do
Pull up on the side and I start firin’, make yo’ tinted windows see-through
Say you slappin’, I don’t believe you

Run off, come retrieve you
Ran sh#t down like Golden Retriever
Catch plays, wide receivers
Murdaa, why do they wanna’ be you? Only one, can’t be two

One of one, they can never beat you, tell the opps to meet you
Swing on me, the Glock swing back for me, hit you wit’ a one-two
I catch the 〈.?.〉, but his son eighteen, tell him, “Hit the sun, too”
That p#ss# got a thousand miles, lil’ b#tch, you just a run-through

She suckin’ balls and all, she coughed, but I won’t let her come through
b#tch
Ayy, ayy, ayy (Murdaa!)
Muh’f#ckas lucky the beat over, man, I was gon’ keep goin’ on them b#tch #ss n#gg#s, on Two-Crip

n#gg#s know how I’m comin’, n#gg#s know how I’m comin’
You know, 〈.?.〉, b#tch
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