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Ajproductionzent - Murderous Mentality Lyrics

[Intro]
(Damn, AJ, you mixed this? Run that shit back)
My block crazy, brr, brr
TTD baby, crazy
Bodies, bodies
Bodies, bodies (Faygo, this hot as hell)

[Verse]
Wop Block crazy, TTD baby, everybody with me crazy (Crazy)
Been doin' hits, blazin' on that block, bail out and chase him (Fah)
I'm with all killers and takers tryna kill and take (Take)
Switch go off, can't feel your face
Wake up, who gettin' killed today?
Drac' and switch on my lap, one tap'll give you a nap, buddy don't own a strap
I don't condone in that, that's how they mans got clapped, for tryna that bap (Bah, bah, bah)
Instead of sprayin' his gat, ku got whacked in the back
Really under the porch, ain't no runnin' from war
Hit your top, it's more than sore (Brr)
Slidin' back to back, no back and forth
Trappin', clappin' out the porch (Fah)
Body bags, I want some more
Before I lack, increase the score
I can't stop, always on go (On go)
Internet beefin' for thе hoes
Keep shit neat, all we tag is toеs
Bapper rapper got exposed (Fah, fah)
For me and mine I pave the way
John, Wop, Tana, Dre
For them, I get shit out the way
Six shots came up out the eight
Now it's switches and Dracs (Bah, bah), get hit in your face, ain't no gettin' away
First mistake was claimin' Snake, DOA, closed case (Closed case)
In the field since a [?]
Always knew the cost
We always been off (Ha)
Best advice, get lost
Slip and slide and get chalked
They niggas died, new guns I bought
Niggas cried, fuck they losses (Fuck 'em)
We on the opps, hop out and walk then (Brr)
Murderous mentality, fuck all my rivalries (Fuck 'em)
Let off steel happily (Bah)
Go on drills to clap new heat
Pop a pill, then rap new heat
Buddy died, got left in the street (Ha)
He should've tried what he rapped on his beat
Suicide if you clap at me
Do or die, you better not miss it
Rap then lack, I ain't with it
Tana in me, nigga, I ain't friendly, Mr. Bake Your Biscuit (Bah)
Every mission, it's a victim gettin' left in critical condition
Shoot like Tana completin' missions
It's hard to miss, it's all in the wrist
All in your cut, call me Slick
All got sticks, love to blitz
My favorite Mick got caught in the mix
They couldn't believe it, callin' me sick (Damn)
Like blind men, we walkin' with sticks
Get signed in, we hoggin' the Nick (Bah)
(Get signed in, we hoggin' the Nick)