City Spud
Don't Blow It
Collect call originatesFrom a correctional facility in MissouriAnd may be recorded or monitored[City Spud]Yo nigga, this CityAnswer the phone next timeYou probably gonna call right back butAlrght, one[Murphy Lee](Don't blow it)City spud said what upAnd to give you this message(Don't blow it) [Repeat: x2]Ali said peaceAnd learn today's lesson(Don't blow it) [Repeat: x2]Kyjuan said themNew Jordans comin' out(Don't blow it) [Repeat: x2]And Nelly said there'sGoin' be a party down southLetras de canciones[Chorus: x4]For the nigga mention my nameI let him know the dealCity nigga, the same niggaYou thought was a lame nigga[Verse 1: Murphy Lee]Now Murphy Lee is really readyFully prepared and well doneI told you that I'd give you my all if I sell noneExpected to sell plentyLotta more than KennyBig as "Coming To America" since I came and sent itThey saw he got his own money"That boy got his own money!"So please don't try to take nothin' from meI'm talkin' consequences, all my conses see quinceWill literally take yo face off for the tiniest reasonI'm eas-un, eas-un on down down down down downMakin' my rounds, I'm like a new Santa in townClown, calm downI got issues like magazinesI'll leave you washed up, cut and cooked like Mama greensYou only cook every once in a while like lima beansMe, I'm there all the time behind the scenesLivin' my little dream (Uh-oh!)Smokin' on Cali green (Uh-oh!)Me, Mike Veen, federal in tinted limousines dirty[Chorus: x4][Verse 2: Murphy Lee]Come on derrty be for realI can let you know the deal like a salesmanI could get you out of these bars like a jail bail manBut nah, I'm a rapper I'ma put you in barsJudge Murphy recommend then niggas put em in chargeYou practice lookin' hard and you missin' preseasonSo when it's game time you on the side chearleadin'I'll have you breathing in and out like AliHaters like Marley, he hot like tamalesI'm the same dirtyThat came wit them boys in the Range dirtyAnd it's strange how we 16 mil in they change dirtyExchange the Range for the six fo' that sit lowHaters sick though, mad 'cause they didn't like us from the get-goI tip-toe through beats, complete style unique16's in the hallway, probably take you a weekI critique my lifestyle, I change my game 'cause of fameIt's a shame to see results in you mentioning in my name[Chorus: x4][Verse 3: Murphy Lee]Many many many manyMany mention Murphy Lee name like I'm a referenceI'ma make yo ass S.A.T. is you try to test meI hang where the best be, never been on jet skisBeen to D.C. and LA like Tyrone NesbyThough, most definitely I'm worldwide like PepsiAnd I take care of my whole household like JeffreySo why you haters wish to mention my name, man?Can't understand I'm just doin' my thingYo I change for nay-nada nudda mothersuckerI'll sell music instead of drugs, fans instead of cluckersYa dig? I'm original like a black man wit a gigAnd not eatin' pig is why I had to split ya wigBut they might, and he mightYou know they watchin' the person who watchin' the personJockin' my Johnny Cochran you cornballAll of em stick like a corn dog48 bars I'm on why'all, I warned why'all[Chorus: x4]
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