Слова:
Free Murder Really Want None

really, really, want none Y'all don't really, really, really, really, want none (yeah) Y'all don't really, really, want none Y'all don't really, really, really, really, want

full of wrist bands Got dough and had to switch plans Trouble still don't stop The freeway getting chased by some bad missies wanting autograph pictures (oohh) They want

From coast to coast to give up the ghost Understand it if you can You standin' in my way So peace out to the murdered family But it ain't really none

I shot that motherfucker down Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I have no free will, I sang As I flew about the murder Mrs. Richard Holmes, she screamed You really

from his seat I shot that mother fucker down Mmmmmmmmmm yeah yeah yeah I have no free will, I sang As I flew about the murder Mrs. richard holmes, she screamed You really

sweetest lady ever accused in a murder in Chicago. Women want to look like her. Fellows want to go out with her. Some little girls even want to take

, sip it with a friend New drink I call Syn (Syn) And if you want it nigga' we can get it crackin' We can get into some action if you really wanna battle

Kanye West in brackets] My niggas is home I guess I got everything Everything I want (Lets go shopping dog, lets celebrate) But I don?t No matter how good it gets (Free

she tryna cop me in She should stop giving her? to go shopping with Popping ish, you might get you deserved it But it happened, be happy she ain't get you murdered