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Mu - Don't Die Lyrics



Mu - Don't Die Lyrics




Boy don't die about some shit that wasn't worth it nigga
I get money I feel like God made me perfect nigga
I came up out my momma womb with a stainless tool
You came up out your momma womb with a silver spoon
Ouu
I'm at the stove high off the fumes
Ouu
I'll make a nigga meet his doom
Ouu
I better not ever see a court room
Damn your honor that nigga died just for being rude

Mu
That nigga thurl bitch he bleed through
Don't shoot no rooms
Shoot that tube that he breathe through
Aye make him suffer cut that tube that he breathe through
Hospital room...now a tube what he breathe through
Hospital bed...now a hose where he eat from
Concession stand...it was hoes where the beef was
On Instagram...you was never where them streets was
Riding with a scale and dirty pistol dodging police uhh
Aye let's get it nigga
Tell em aye let's get it nigga
I wan't all the beef that shit be...delicious nigga
Making
Easy
Money
Putting
Hollows
Inna
Semi
Nigga tell me what that mean a young nigga outta Memphis nigga
F*ck I stand on business nigga
Start it imma finish niggas
And then bitches jam up I don't believe in no extension nigga
Nigga got them hands I won't hesitate to slap a nigga
F*ck your baby mom while your son in there napping nigga
Feed his ass some crackers nigga Pockets full of crackas nigga
Blunt full of thrax apple apple apple jack a nigga
Huh
I done tried it all shoe box to the mattress nigga
That fentanyl done brought the hood a cloud of blackness nigga

Boy don't die about some shit that wasn't worth it nigga
I get money I feel like God made me perfect nigga
I came up out my momma womb with a stainless tool
You came up out your momma womb with a silver spoon
Ouu
I'm at the stove high off the fumes
Ouu
I'll make a nigga meet his doom
Ouu
I better not ever see a court room
Damn your honor that nigga died just for being rude

Uhh
Yea he died for the disrespect
Everybody say they gangsta I ain't met one yet
Everybody say they down when it's time to slide
But if you ever post your gun that's the first sign
If you told then u told
"But I told a lie"
You just told a lie
I know you told a lot
My nigga pride had him sitting in a metal box
For two years Spazzout he wouldn't tell em squat
U wasn't never in no streets nigga
You don't even know what approach to take when it's beef nigga
Don't bring your cell phone when it's time to creep nigga
Matter a fact don't swipe your debit card for a week nigga
Huhh

Boy don't die about some shit that wasn't worth it nigga
I get money I feel like God made me perfect nigga
I came up out my momma womb with a stainless tool
You came up out your momma womb with a silver spoon
Ouu
I'm at the stove high off the fumes
Ouu
I'll make a nigga meet his doom
Ouu
I better not ever see a court room
Damn your honor that nigga died just for being rude
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Boy don't die about some shit that wasn't worth it nigga
I get money I feel like God made me perfect nigga
I came up out my momma womb with a stainless tool
You came up out your momma womb with a silver spoon
Ouu
I'm at the stove high off the fumes
Ouu
I'll make a nigga meet his doom
Ouu
I better not ever see a court room
Damn your honor that nigga died just for being rude

Mu
That nigga thurl bitch he bleed through
Don't shoot no rooms
Shoot that tube that he breathe through
Aye make him suffer cut that tube that he breathe through
Hospital room...now a tube what he breathe through
Hospital bed...now a hose where he eat from
Concession stand...it was hoes where the beef was
On Instagram...you was never where them streets was
Riding with a scale and dirty pistol dodging police uhh
Aye let's get it nigga
Tell em aye let's get it nigga
I wan't all the beef that shit be...delicious nigga
Making
Easy
Money
Putting
Hollows
Inna
Semi
Nigga tell me what that mean a young nigga outta Memphis nigga
F*ck I stand on business nigga
Start it imma finish niggas
And then bitches jam up I don't believe in no extension nigga
Nigga got them hands I won't hesitate to slap a nigga
F*ck your baby mom while your son in there napping nigga
Feed his ass some crackers nigga Pockets full of crackas nigga
Blunt full of thrax apple apple apple jack a nigga
Huh
I done tried it all shoe box to the mattress nigga
That fentanyl done brought the hood a cloud of blackness nigga

Boy don't die about some shit that wasn't worth it nigga
I get money I feel like God made me perfect nigga
I came up out my momma womb with a stainless tool
You came up out your momma womb with a silver spoon
Ouu
I'm at the stove high off the fumes
Ouu
I'll make a nigga meet his doom
Ouu
I better not ever see a court room
Damn your honor that nigga died just for being rude

Uhh
Yea he died for the disrespect
Everybody say they gangsta I ain't met one yet
Everybody say they down when it's time to slide
But if you ever post your gun that's the first sign
If you told then u told
"But I told a lie"
You just told a lie
I know you told a lot
My nigga pride had him sitting in a metal box
For two years Spazzout he wouldn't tell em squat
U wasn't never in no streets nigga
You don't even know what approach to take when it's beef nigga
Don't bring your cell phone when it's time to creep nigga
Matter a fact don't swipe your debit card for a week nigga
Huhh

Boy don't die about some shit that wasn't worth it nigga
I get money I feel like God made me perfect nigga
I came up out my momma womb with a stainless tool
You came up out your momma womb with a silver spoon
Ouu
I'm at the stove high off the fumes
Ouu
I'll make a nigga meet his doom
Ouu
I better not ever see a court room
Damn your honor that nigga died just for being rude
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Writer: Mustapha Muhammad
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Performed By: Mu
Language: English
Length: 2:55
Written by: Mustapha Muhammad

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