Keith Murray

Keith Murray - Whatmakeaniggathinkdat lyrics

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Throw ya sets up nigga throw ya sets up

Throw ya sets up nigga throw ya sets up

Throw ya sets up nigga throw ya sets up

Ayo what make a nigga think dat (dat what? !)

That I won't stab 'em in the gut (stab 'em up!)

You gangstas laying on the ground (lay 'em down!)

Now you know how I get down (get down!)

Ayo it's mister Beef Murray niggas know, how I be dealin' it

Homicide style niggas know, how I be killin' it

You playin' games, but when I catch you it'll stop

I ain't no killer, nigga but you heard Tupac (don't push me)

Ayo they love to analyze my clashin' style of fashion

Vocab action indicate raw dog passion

You better just, get dough, stay low, fo sho

'Cause we bringin' to niggaz when E, give us the say so

My squad like the crowd 'cause they hold me up

I get wack rap niggas on rapdaphobia

You wanna gravel, nigga I ain't arguin' with you

When I get that butterfly in my stomach I know

That's when I'm a hurt you

Niggas wanna pop shit, I got that, cocked it

Hop in the whip, hit the gas, lean with it rock with it

Shit, we can take it to the streets you on ho

'Cause I mostly grew up hurtin' niggaz and sellin' dope

Introducin' the villain

Ruckin' raw 'til I'm peelins' them niggas see

Blastin on these bitches and niggas who ain't fellin me

Unh! This is Def Squad Clique shit bitch

Villain at it, bounce to this, even smoke an ounce to this

Thickin' and mixin' yo hoes, mobbin' and maxin' yo souls

It's just the way that we ride, case closed

East and west, north and south we about to route there

I bet they shout there, them niggas be out there, no doubt yeah

Be me, E, Red, and Keith

'll shove steel toe in yo grill till you lack teeth

And leave that emcee shit to passionate Khali

So don't be bluffin', I know you heard how we be snuffin'

These jack fakin' jaw jackers, in this world of rap

Be talkin' this and that can't walk half that crap

Check it, in the game for too long playa to watch the best

Hustle and bustle use they muscle to they death

What make you think I won't slump you

And I'm a outrovert nigga gemini will flip

(I'll bust ya head boy) You get on some bullshit

(What you makin' all that noise for) You ain't really live

(What you smokin' on that dirt for) It don't get you high

Let me remind yo ass, just in case you forget

I know you mother fucker, you soft as yogurt

Everyone of your bars nintendo

My squad'll serve every nigga in the club like a bartender

Baggy bones in the house

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