Murda Bizness Lyrics – NBA YoungBoy

Murda Bizness Lyrics by NBA YoungBoy is a brand-new English song from the album “Lost Files (2022)”. Murda Bizness Lyrics are written by YoungBoy Never Broke Again, PlayboyXO & DeMoe while the song is produced by PlayboyXO & DeMoe. The song publishes on 23rd December 2022.

Murda Bizness Song Details:

Murda Bizness Lyrics

Playboy On This B!tch
But He Ain’t Playin’ Though

My N!gga Say He Got ’em
Pack Up Your Shit And Leave The House
It’s Finna Be Some Problems
Deja At The Crib And Once We Leave,

I Don’t Want That Shit Around Her
Found Out I’m A Dada
I Don’t Wanna Be Questioned
That’s Another Problem Dude Up In L.A

Laid With His Family
He Think I Can’t Touch Em
My Son On The Way Don’t Want Him
To Grow Up Where He Can’t Thug
And Just Know His Daddy Spanked Somethin’

And He Better Do The Same Do The Same
This Money Clear Your Head
You Got Northside In Your VеIns
We All Built Not To Change

N!gga, I Just Cocked Onе In And I’m Rollin’
Out The Top Of The Drop-top,
I’m Thuggin’ Like B!tch, Who Want It?
Have One In The Glock, Ridin’ In A Cutlass
We From That ‘raq And We Love It
Come To My Bro, Bet’ Not Touch Him
We Quick To Flush Him
What It Is?

Herm Got A Hunnid In His Choppa
He Can Act Like We Can’t Stop Him
It Won’t Be Long Until We Pop Him
Go To Dumpin’ On The Runway
Bust His Head Like A Piñata
On The One Way, Bumpin’ Deandre,
I Got Lean Up In My Bottle

And My Momma Know I’m Wildin’
Grandpa Know I’m Thuggin’
They Could Come To This B!tch Block And
I’ma Leave The Hood Ugly
I Got Xanax In My Body
Know Ken’ Feel Like Fu*k It (Fu*k It)
Fu*k The Stage, Let’s Go To Sage, Darlin’
Neighbors Know We Stomped Him

I’ma Come Through,
Do My Dance In The Murder Business
It’s Gon’ Be Another Killin’
Everyday, They Out Here Spinnin’
They’ve Been Slidin’ From Out The Bentley
Lift His Hand, Ain’t Else
To Do But Kill Him, Kill Hm
We Tryna Knock Off Ya Fitted
Twenty-four, We’re Out Here Wit’ It
Straight Hollows Inside The Glizzy

It’s Mu-der
N!gga, Pick You One
Bro Gon’ Zip Him Somethin’
And Another One
Don’t Give A Fu*k Who Wit’ Em, Yeah
Or The Fu*k Who Come
They Ain’t Tippin’ Nothin’, B!tch
We Gon’ Step On Somethin’

Come Through Youngboy
Woppin’ With This Choppa
Bust His Head With This Bottle
What You On? We Be Them Slimes
And Droppin’ Dimes, It Ain’t A Problem
Talk Too Long, My N!ggas Catch Him
Take The Minutes Off His Time
I Wasn’t Gamblin’ But The Money Got Sent
Straight From Out Nevada, Blatt, Blatt

Who Said Blood, N!gga?
Jumped Out Like Some Thugs
Then I’m Rollin’ Off These Drugs
N!gga, I Won’t Show No Love
Light The Strong, What The Fu*k, N!gga?
This Joe Ain’t Got No Buzz
We Gon’ Leave That N!gga Stuck
He Ran Up Inside This Club

I’ma Come Through,
Do My Dance In The Murder Business
It’s Gon’ Be Another Killin’
Everyday, They Out Here Spinnin’
They’ve Been Slidin’ From Out The Bentley
Lift His Hand, Ain’t Else
To Do But Kill Him Kill Him
We Tryna Knock Off Ya Fitted
Twenty-four, We’re Out Here Wit’ It
Straight Hollows Inside The Glizzy, Glizzy

Rich N!gga, Hit You With The Switch
Oh, Hit You With The Switch
Oh, Hit You With The Switch
Oh (Hit You With The, Ah)
Big Thug, Hit You With The Switch
Oh, Hit You With The Switch
Oh, Hit You With The Switch
Oh (Hit You With The, Ah)

Rich N!gga, Hit You With The Switch
Oh, Hit You With The Switch
Oh, Hit You With The Switch
Oh Hit You With The, Ah
Big Thug, Hit You With The Switch
Oh, Hit You With The Switch
Oh, Hit You With The Switch
Oh Hit You With The!!!

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