NBA YoungBoy - Murder Business Lyrics | BollywoodTracksLyrics

'Murder Business' is the latest song presented by NBA YoungBoy from the album 'TOP'. The music video is directed by Rich Porter. The song was released at 'YoungBoy Never Broke Again' official youtube channel on August 26th, 2020.

Song Details:

Song: Murder Business (Lyric)
Artist: NBA YoungBoy
Album: TOP
Director: Rich Porter
Label: YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Released Date: August 26th, 2020.

Murder Business Lyrics:

(I got Hitman on the beat, bah, bah)
(Mommy, India Got Them Beats)
Bit*h ass nig*a, don't talk to the man (Mm, mm, mm-mm)
Fu*k them, haha, yeah, what?
Bit*h ass nig*a, say what you doing (Mm, mm, mm-mm)

What, you wanna do something?
Tryna to put some shit to bed now (Bed)
Whipped up, hop out with Glocks
And we be aimin' at your head, huh (Head now)
Bit*h, I wan' do something
Lil Top like to see red, huh
You don't fu*k 'round with the Don Dada (Bah)
We gonna red dot em, we gonna bedrock em (Yeah, yeah)
I' ma heart stop em (Yeah, fah)
With this killing shit, I am the murder doctor
I got one chopper for his nine partners (Huh? Huh?)
When I finish hoes say they heard about me
Riding four deep, ridin' where they be
In the back seat with a dirty chopper (Skrrt)
Screaming "Fu*k the law, we gon' kill about it"
Fu*k the music, nig*a, know we drill about it
I will use it, nig*a, know this .40 on me
I am a real Blood, get real to the homie
Kill that bit*h and make the critics pay him homage
Make them killers drive when you say, "You want it?"
In his trap spot, we gonna creep upon him
These hoes somewhere scared now
Tell us about where all that lead found
He was rolling right, left him dead, huh
Lil Top, I am too ahead now
Inside, might scope your headphones
Demon shit, a liter, it's too dope
That's not prescribed from all the styrofoams
YoungBoy like to blaze, no hand grenades
We get your head blown (Bro, hold on)
Reaper shit, this Draco on me
Bit*h, I am the coach, just work this trap phone
Back bad, confirm shit (Yeah), 
I can get his back blown (Yeah, yeah)
45 (Yeah), this Herm shit (Yeah)
Plus you know my bag strong (Yeah, yeah)
You slime enough to fu*k a nig*a
You slime to bring a bag home (Bit*h)
I told you not to trust these nig*as
Bit*h, you know you dead wrong
On that lean, you would think I popped a bean
I don't turn down (Nah)
Killing scene, blood on my soldierees
Something got burnt down (Nah)
Switched all plans and the Ks turn to machines
I am like "Who playing now?" I am flexing
Lay the whole clan down (Yeah)
"How you want him?" Leave him with his pants down (Yeah)...

Murder business, hol' on, murder business (Murder business)
Chopsticks (Chopsticks), kill a witness (Witness)
Down bit*h (Down bit*h), drive while we spinning (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Let her work the phone, tell em, "Meet us with it" (Meet us wit' it)
Murder business, hol' on, murder business (Murder business)
Chopsticks (Chopsticks), kill a witness (Kill a witness)
Down bit*h (Down bit*h), drive while we spinning (Drive it)
Let her work the phone, tell 'em, 
"Meet us wit' it" (Tell 'em, "Meet us wit' it")
Brrt, brrt...

(Shawty saying "Call back," cause she found where they staying)
We gonna leave the phones
(Load up, she'll take us, we are scoping out the scene)
Bah, bah, nig*a won't stop capping, 
You know that headshot was me (Headshot was me)
(We'll fu*king spin again and see who got good aim)
Bro, creep down, sweep up
Show that ass some quick stuff
Pussy bit*h can't run from us
We gonna chase you down, we gonna put you up
YoungBoy, AI, Lil Top, bit*h, I am a big thug (Big thug)
You in here, then tonight
You just might die if you ain't here with us (Ain't here with us)
(You know how we comin', big shit)...

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