Yellow Tape (Explicit)-Yo Gotti

It go murda on the beats Boy It go murda on the beats Boy Yeah it's murder on these streets Boy Murdered the p***y I'm a beast boy And you a soldier I'm a g boy Semi auto with no recoy Forgiatos They on fleek boy Twenty murders in a week boy I'm from the murder capital No sleep boy I'm a rapper but I'm different I ain't tryna say I'm tough Keep that pistol every day And don't you ever call my bluff I live my whole life criminal Keep talking to a minimal My n***a catch a case I'm fightin' it with them 'til they sentence 'em Real s**t And it's still f**k the da and the judge Real s**t Biggest gangster And ain't a crip or a blood Real s**t F**k a label when you got it out the mud Cmg the label All these sensitive a*s rappers need hugs I ain't grow up with you I don't know you n***a Quit hittin' my phone 'bout that verse Look I don't owe you n***a I ain't beefin' on no twitter I be go on a n***as I'ma make you be a gangster Bring the ho out n***as I'm bumpin' slaughter gang 21 Back when I was 21 Drive bys Homicides Switching sides You were done How we in the shootout four deep and I'm the only one With an empty drum Where I'm from that'll get you hung Murder rate Murder rate Was ducking the da Now I'm at the vmas Look at me Killin' s**t Yellow tape Yellow tape They don't wanna see a n***a elevate Anyway They tryna really really trick me off the streets They tryna give me a murder case All these lil f**k n***as irritate Shoot one these n***as Don't hesitate It go murder she wrote 21 I'ma murder the d**e Yeah Yeah I be killin' 'em I'm gon' murder the kitchen Whip I'ma murder the chickens Murder Yeah I be killin' em I got murder for a fee n***a 21 I got murder for the cheap n***a 21 Catch you in miami Gun you down on the beach n***a Facts Just 'cause I'm a rapper Don't you ever think it's sweet n***a Yeah I was slangin' choppers 'fore I ever rapped on beats n***a Fox 5 Gang B***h boy that's what I claim 21 Rappers scared to hang around me 'Cause they know they lame God Beat a double homicide before I bought a chain Nah for real I went and bought a bentley truck I did not buy a range 21 You put a ring around that b***h She known for giving brain Stupid Never had security Ain't a n***a touch my chain On god I keep a glock forty One on top And that's on god Gang Since I was a youngin Og's told me I got hard Gang Yeah I got hard ho Pull your card ho Yeah yeah 21 21 Red light shots make you park ho Yeah yeah 21 21 Stamped and approved This ain't no 'flauge ho Yeah ho You n***as talk too much You act like broads ho You act like b***hes Yeah yeah It go murda on the beats Boy Yeah it's murder on these streets Boy Twenty murders in a week boy Well d**n I'm from the murder capital No sleep boy It go murder she wrote 21 I'ma murder the d**e Yeah Yeah I be killin' 'em I'm gon' murder the kitchen Whip I'ma murder the chickens Murder Yeah I be killin' em It go murda on the beats Boy Yeah it's murder on these streets Boy Murdered the p***y I'm a beast boy And you a soldier I'm a g boy