Murda Blocc
Maxo Kream Lyrics


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It go boom, bitch
Choppa street sweeper like a broomstick
Trigger Maxo, Waka Flocka
Killed your partner, you ain't do shit
Run it 'fore I run out
Sun up 'til the sundown
Run it 'fore I run out
Run up and gunned down

I'm on murda block from the sun up 'til the sundown (sundown)
Thirty on my Glock, if you run up you get gunned down (gunned down)
Servin' out my shop, better hurry 'fore I run out (run out)
Heard you with the opps, catch you with 'em, you get gunned down (ay, ay)

Like, what's crackin', bitch?
Tommy, MACs and TECs, Nick Van Exel clips
Droppin' shit, slide in with the stick like it's hockey, bitch
Microwave, Orville Redenbacher, popcorn, poppin' shit (boom, boom)
Jigga, Dame, chopper rock a fella, Houston rock it, bitch

I'm on murda block, with the Forum Park gorillas
We got your homies shot, and you still ain't try to kill us
Overheard the opps, say they Kream Clique killa
What they talkin' 'bout? They ain't kill no Kream Clique nigga
Tote banana clips, catch a monkey slippin', then we kill him
We lurkin' on his block while he lurkin' on my Twitter
Draco baby choppa, pull up to his casa, we can't find him
Tryna hide, no problem, we 'gon pop his mama and his papa
Shoot medulla oblongata, hit your noodles, spill your pasta
They don't really want no problems, ask 'em how we did they partners
Go dig your homeboy up, I bet he can't say shit
And if you lookin' for me, I be with them Forum Park Crips (ay, ay)

I'm on murda block from the sun up 'til the sundown (sundown)
Thirty on my Glock, if you run up you get gunned down (gunned down)
Servin' out my shop, better hurry 'fore I run out (run out)
Heard you with the opps, catch you with 'em, you get gunned down (ay, ay)

Like, what's crackin', bitch?
Tommy, MACs and TECs, Nick Van Exel clips
Droppin' shit, slide in with the stick like it's hockey, bitch
Microwave, Orville Redenbacher, popcorn, poppin' shit
Jigga, Dame, chopper rock a (who, who, who)

Seven AM, I wake up to the green, pick up my phone, hit Maxo Kream
Thirty Crips, pack the heat, sippin' that Promethazine (woo)
Woof, woof (yeah), woof, woof (woo)
Woof, woof (right), woof, woof (ah, yeah), ay
Leave me alone, busta, don't get me fucked up
Better leave me alone, brother, 'fore I get you touched up
We 'gon hit your auntie, uncle and your cousin mother
It's the jungle, keep some killers with us like like no other
What's in the backpack, Max? Hidden that shit
Couple riders with that rat, make 'em backflip
Leave 'em hangin' off a roof with a bad grip
All my niggas is the truth, got a bad clique
Came from the hungry ham, fuck them pigs, got us jammed
Our dirty bastard leave 'em ghost like the clan (yeah)
'Bout thirty ratchets, clear this shit like Pakistan
Kids offer the cheesecake like Making The Band

I'm on murda block from the sun up 'til the sundown (sundown)
Thirty on my Glock, if you run up you get gunned down (gunned down)
Servin' out my shop, better hurry 'fore I run out (run out)
Heard you with the opps, catch you with 'em, you get gunned down (ay, ay)

Like, what's crackin', bitch?
Tommy, MACs and TECs, Nick Van Exel clips
Droppin' shit, slide in with the stick like it's hockey, bitch
Microwave, Orville Redenbacher, popcorn, poppin' shit
Jigga, Dame, chopper rock a fella, Houston rock it, bitch

It go boom, bitch
Choppa street sweeper like a broomstick
Trigger Maxo, Waka Flocka
Killed your partner, you ain't do shit
It go boom, bitch (Murda Blocc)
Choppa street sweeper like a broomstick




Trigger Maxo, Waka Flocka (fuck the opps, ay)
Killed your partner, you ain't do shit (bussing dirty cops, ay)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Maxo Kream and A$AP Ferg's song "Murda Blocc" paint a picture of violence and danger on the streets. Maxo Kream opens the song with the explosive phrase "It go boom, bitch" before going on to describe his choppa street sweeper like a broomstick. He references fellow rapper Waka Flocka and mentions killing someone's partner without any consequences. The chorus emphasizes the danger of the "murda block" where Maxo Kream spends his time, and the consequences of crossing him or his gang. He warns that he will gun down anyone who runs up on him and that he serves out his shop until he runs out.


The second verse features A$AP Ferg joining in on the violent imagery, referencing guns and gang life. He mentions Maxo Kream by name and talks about how he wakes up every morning surrounded by his gang, ready for whatever may come. He warns any rival not to mess with him, threatening to hit their family members in retaliation. The verse ends with a list of weapons and a reference to "Making the Band."


Overall, the lyrics of "Murda Blocc" depict a world of violence and danger on the streets. Maxo Kream and A$AP Ferg's verses rely heavily on violent imagery and threats to establish their dominance and power over anyone who would cross them.


Line by Line Meaning

It go boom, bitch
Things just got exciting, watch out


Choppa street sweeper like a broomstick
I have a powerful weapon and I'm ready to clean the block


Trigger Maxo, Waka Flocka
I'm not afraid to take action and call out my ally


Killed your partner, you ain't do shit
You let your friend die and didn't do anything about it


Run it 'fore I run out
Get what you need from me before I run out of supplies


Sun up 'til the sundown
All day, every day


Run up and gunned down
If you come at me, I will use force


I'm on murda block from the sun up 'til the sundown (sundown)
I am constantly on the block, ready for anything


Thirty on my Glock, if you run up you get gunned down (gunned down)
My weapon is heavily armed and I will not hesitate to use it


Servin' out my shop, better hurry 'fore I run out (run out)
I have limited resources, act fast if you want something from me


Heard you with the opps, catch you with 'em, you get gunned down (ay, ay)
If I find out you're with the enemy, you're in trouble


Like, what's crackin', bitch?
What's going on, my friend?


Tommy, MACs and TECs, Nick Van Exel clips
I have access to high-powered weapons and plenty of ammunition


Droppin' shit, slide in with the stick like it's hockey, bitch
I am prepared to use my weapon if necessary


Microwave, Orville Redenbacher, popcorn, poppin' shit (boom, boom)
Things are heating up and popping off like popcorn


Jigga, Dame, chopper rock a fella, Houston rock it, bitch
I'm on the block representing my city and my crew


I'm on murda block, with the Forum Park gorillas
I'm holding it down on the block with my crew


We got your homies shot, and you still ain't try to kill us
I have already taken out some of your people and you haven't retaliated


Overheard the opps, say they Kream Clique killa
I heard our enemies say they're coming after my crew


What they talkin' 'bout? They ain't kill no Kream Clique nigga
They're talking tough, but they haven't actually taken out any of us


Tote banana clips, catch a monkey slippin', then we kill him
We have powerful weapons and we're always on the lookout for our enemies


We lurkin' on his block while he lurkin' on my Twitter
I'm watching our enemies on the block while they're watching me online


Draco baby choppa, pull up to his casa, we can't find him
I have an armed vehicle and I'm ready to take down our enemies


Tryna hide, no problem, we 'gon pop his mama and his papa
If we can't find our enemy, we'll take out their family members


Shoot medulla oblongata, hit your noodles, spill your pasta
We're aiming for the head and we're going to do some serious damage


They don't really want no problems, ask 'em how we did they partners
Our enemies know what we're capable of and they don't want any trouble


Go dig your homeboy up, I bet he can't say shit
Even if our enemies successfully retaliate, their fallen comrade can't speak up


And if you lookin' for me, I be with them Forum Park Crips (ay, ay)
If you want to find me, I'm on the block with my crew


Seven AM, I wake up to the green, pick up my phone, hit Maxo Kream
I start my day by checking in with my ally Maxo Kream


Thirty Crips, pack the heat, sippin' that Promethazine (woo)
My crew is heavily armed and we're sipping on a drink that slows us down


Woof, woof (yeah), woof, woof (woo)
We don't bark, we bite


Leave me alone, busta, don't get me fucked up
Don't mess with me, I'm not in the mood


Better leave me alone, brother, 'fore I get you touched up
You don't want to mess with me or my crew


We 'gon hit your auntie, uncle and your cousin mother
If you cross us, we'll take out your entire family


It's the jungle, keep some killers with us like like no other
We live in a dangerous world and we're always prepared for the worst


What's in the backpack, Max? Hidden that shit
We have some serious weapons and we're keeping them hidden


Couple riders with that rat, make 'em backflip
We have some skilled shooters who can take down our enemies


Leave 'em hangin' off a roof with a bad grip
We're not afraid to get creative with our methods of taking out our enemies


All my niggas is the truth, got a bad clique
My crew is strong and we're not to be messed with


Came from the hungry ham, fuck them pigs, got us jammed
We came from a tough neighborhood and the police are always on our backs


Our dirty bastard leave 'em ghost like the clan (yeah)
We'll take out our enemies and leave no trace behind


'Bout thirty ratchets, clear this shit like Pakistan
We have a lot of weapons and we'll clear out the block like the army would


Kids offer the cheesecake like Making The Band
We're living a tough life, but there are still moments of joy and kindness


It go boom, bitch (Murda Blocc)
The block is intense and exciting, watch out


Choppa street sweeper like a broomstick
I have a powerful weapon and I'm ready to clean up the block


Trigger Maxo, Waka Flocka (fuck the opps, ay)
I'll take action and call out my ally, regardless of our enemies' feelings


Killed your partner, you ain't do shit (bussing dirty cops, ay)
You let your friend die and you're also turning against law enforcement




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Charles Smith, Darold D. Brown, Emekwanem Biosah, Mike G. Dean

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@tukpunker

you know Maxo and Ferg is going to be a perfect comob.

@ROBFS347

Facts. They mesh very well.

@tukpunker

i didnt even hear the track when i posted that comment. just new Maxo and Ferg is fuckin perfect. same the the Q feature.

@mmh-1453

Fredo x Maxo πŸ”₯

@deathplays643

YE S

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@kellen3041

Maxo Kream the Best to never have been on XXL freshman. Jfc this man has been good for too long to not be noticed like he should be

@zachfasshauer3594

He turned it down

@spinkle9082

He turned down the freshman spot but either way he too good to be on XXL everyone on that for the past 4 years has been shit

@kellen3041

@@spinkle9082 YBN Cordae the only good one on this years list imo

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