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Murphy Lee - Don't Blow It lyrics
[Computer] ..Collect call originates From a correctional facility in Missouri And may be recorded or monitored.. [City Spud] Yo nigga, this City Answer the phone next time You prolly gonna call right back but Ight? One.. [Intro: Murphy Lee] (Don’t blow it) City spud said whut up And to give you this message.. (Don’t blow it - [repeat 2X]) Ali said peace And learn today’s lesson.. (Don’t blow it - [repeat 2X]) Kyjuan said them New Jordans comin’ out.. (Don’t blow it - [repeat 2X]) And Nelly said there’s Gon be a party down south [Hook: City Spud - repeat 4X] For the nigga mention my name I let him know the deal City nigga, the same nigga You thought was a lame nigga [Verse 1: Murphy Lee] Now Murphy Lee is really ready Fully preparred and well done I told you that I’d give you my all if I sell none Expected to sell plenty Lotta more than Kenny Big as “Coming To Amerrica” since I came and sent it They saw he got his own money “That boy got his own money!” So please don’t try to take nuttin from me I’m talkin’ consequences, all my conses see quence Will literaly take yo face off for the tiniest reason I’m eas-un, eas-un on down down down down down Makin’ my rounds, I’m like a new Santa in town Clown, calm down I got issues like magazines I’ll leave you washed up, cut and cooked like Mama greens You only cook erry once in a while like lima beans Me, I’m therre all the time behind the scenes Livin’ my little dream (Uh-oh!) Smokin’ on Cali green (Uh-oh!) Me, Mike Veen, federal in tinted limousines derrty.. [Hook] [Verse 2: Murphy Lee] Come on derrty be for real I can let you know the deal like a salesman I could get you out of these bars like a jail bail man But nah, I’m a rapper I’ma put you in bars Judge Murphy recommend then niggas put em in charge You practice lookin’ hard and you missin’ preseason So when it’s gametime you on the side chearrleadin’ I’ll have you breathing in and out like Ali Hatas like Marley, he hot like tamales I’m the same derrty That came wit them boys in the Range derrty And it’s strange how we 16 mil in they change derrty Exchange the Range for the six fo’ that sit low Hatas sick though, mad cuz they didn’t like us from the get-go I tip-toe through beats, complete style unique 16’s in the hallway, probably take you a week I critique my lifestyle, I change my game cuz of fame It’s a shame to see results in you mentioning in my name [Hook] [Verse 3: Murphy Lee] Many many many many Many mention Murphy Lee name like I’m a reference I’ma make yo ass S.A.T. is you try to test me I hang where the best be, never been on jet skis Been to D.C. and LA like Tyrone Nesby Though, most definitely I’m worldwide like Pepsi And I take carre of my whole household like Jeffrey So why you hatas wish to mention my name, mayn? Can’t understand I’m just doin’ my thang Yo I change for nay-nada nudda muddasucker I’ll sell music instead of drugs, fans instead of cluckers Ya dig? I’m original like a black man wit a gig And not eatin’ pig is why I had to split ya wig But they might, and he might You know they watchin’ the person who watchin’ the person Jockin’ my Johnny Cochran you cornball All of em stick like a corn dog 48 bars I’m on y’all, I warned y’all... [Hook] |
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