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Murder For Hire 2


Artist: Kevin Gates
Genres: Hip-Hop
Total songs: 8
Year: 2016

Great Example Lyrics - Murder For Hire 2 - Kevin Gates

See this nigga, ya heard me, we come up in the same section 

You know I love you to death- 

You know I really slang iron behind you and everythang 

But you would go above and beyond for some ol' pussy ass niggas that ain't even built like me 

 

Talked about behind my back as if I wasn't worthy 

Lord knows that I ain't perfect but I sho deserve it 

Family hurtin', no one on Earth pick up the slack but me 

Send me somebody who won't turn their back on me 

 

Facin' disaster, got it out the mud we made it happen 

Keepin' it loyal with your niggas, I'm a great example 

You lean on me, I lean on you 

Gr-Great example 

You kill for me, I kill for you 

Gr-Great example 

 

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Family in the state missin' 

I don't celebrate Christmas 

[?] I don't like pictures 

Jail, I don't do visits 

You gon' leave, Im'ma be in here 

Im'ma wanna be witcha 

Leonardo won the award, I love you, you a real nigga 

Ever fumble, he'll lift me 

Plug don't front it Im'ma rip'em 

Real war, mind yo business 

In the coupe, juice Bentley 

I-I'm gettin' that money lil' nigga 

I'm thumbin' through hundreds lil' nigga 

Slept on floors, Ramen noodles 

Daddy pimp hard, like them movies 

I go stupid 

 

Used to get high but I kicked it 

Shootin' dog food in my dick 

Shit comin' up missin' bitch ass niggas say that I'm stealin' 

Went to jail takin' my lick, betcha can't never say that I'm squealin' 

Real nigga out of Memphis 

If he ever need me I'm dippin' 

Commissary came Christmas 

Nobody sendin' me nickels 

Just an old path full of dope brass on a top rap with no pictures 

Adecaine on C4, late night [?] vicious 

Play wit' it then I'm out there 

Breadwinner shit, let's get it 

Woah 

 

Landlord Brasi man 

Fast car, private plane 

EDA, IDK 

Im'ma be fly today 

Whip in the exotic 

Just told lil' Fee Im'ma fly away 

Petey like, "Kevin you trippin' 

You ain't held up, and you livin'" 

I am not out here pretendin'- 

I'll catch me a body mayne 

Dick in lil' mama, she squealin' feel like a body SPRING- 

No one can save you from me 

No one can save you from me 

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