Doe Boy & Rowdy Rebel – “Shmurda Talk” [Audio, Lyrics, Video]

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Doe Boy & Rowdy Rebel Shmurda Talk
Doe Boy & Rowdy Rebel Shmurda Talk

Rowdy Rebel returned home from his stint in prison at the tail-end of last year. Ever since his return, however, it seems like he’s been spending time making up for his missed time within the game. His first comeback single was “Re-route” with Funkmaster Flex and he followed up with collaborations with Nav and A Boogie wit da Hoodie.

In his latest offering post-release, he connects with Freebandz member Doe Boy for the “Shmurda Talk” music video. The visual arrives ahead of the FBG member’s major Drake single rollout he’s been flexing on Instagram. The producer-rapper joins Rowdy on the Too Dope produced-cut “Shmurda Talk” as they exchange bars about street life. Doe Boy’s signature adlib can be heard in the first few seconds of the track before they begin rapping.

Doe Boy & Rowdy Rebel – Shmurda Talk (prod. NFE Paris, Niko The Great, TooDope & Jack LoMastro)

Lyrics

[Intro: Doe Boy]
Oh really (Oh really)
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Doe, Doe Beezy
Brrr (Brr)
Ayy, Rowdy what the fuck goin’ on, nigga GS9 shit, nigga
I’m here with GS9, ya dig?
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, free the Shmurda
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, free the Shmurda
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, free the Shmurda
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, free the Shmurda

[Verse 1: Doe Boy]
Hop out on your fuckin’ block I empty the whole Glock (Boom, boom, boom-boom)
I just fucked her off this Perc and then I emptied in your thot
Went and peeled with this burner, yeah, them bullets ah-ah-ah (Ah-ah-ah)
Bitch, I pulled up with them Shmurdas, we hopped out like ah-ah-ah (Hey, ah-ah-ah)
Tell me when you’re tryna link, bitch, I’ma pull up on the dot (Skrr)
Pussy nigga keep on duckin’, I’ma pull up on his spot (Hello)
Hope that pussy boy don’t touch me ’cause I’m way too fly-y-y (I’m way too fly)
Reach his hand out for my chain, this man should wave goodbye-ye-ye
Get ’em outta here, now his homies mad he not here (Oh really?)
Really gangstas, still ain’t tell, was facin’ forty-five years
I ain’t stoppin’ till my opp mama shed forty-five tears (Facts)
He can’t join the gang unless he get like four or five kills (Bah, bah, bah, bah)
Rock my ice around the city, know my opps ain’t tryin’ that
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout my IG comments, but I’m quick to fire that (Bah, bah, bah, bah)
Fu-fu-fuck, I tell ’em slide back, come get your body back (Come on, come on)
Opps scared, they heard that Rowdy back, it’s up, it’s stuck like Bobby hat (Oh really?)
All my shooters always on stay on offense (Offense)
Big stepper, big dawg, always leavin’ paw prints
Never leave my Glizzy, bitch, I always keep it often (Bah, bah, bah, bah)
Get my shoes dirty, I’ma shoot, watch where you walkin’ (Bah, bah, bah, bah)
Hopped in the AMG (Skrrt, skrrt), please don’t think it’s sweet
Sittin’ sideways, choppa takin’ up the seat (Grrrrr)
Pull up with that broomstick, sweep ’em off his feet (Boom, boom, boom)
Choppa size of 42 Dugg, slidin’ through the D

[Bridge: Doe Boy & Rowdy Rebel]
Brrr
They done freed the Shmurdas (Oh really?)
They done freed the Shmurdas
Ayo, Doe, look, I just got the call
I’ma stretch his ass
Blood talk to me when I strategize [?]

They done freed the Shmurdas

[Verse 2: Rowdy Rebel]
Big stepper (Yeah), always leavin’ paw prints
Bitch, I grew up on [?] and [?] (We get busy)
Who the fuck [?] like what’s poppin’ (Slidin’, really)
That was [?] just bein’ silly, nearly dropped him (Ayy, boy, stop playin’, fool)
When they [?] like they on go, that’s where we go, just where they at
When they send they homie for me, my lil’ homie send ’em back (Boom, boom, boom)
Don’t go tweakin’ on the net ’cause we come tweakin’ at your trap (‘Cause we come tweakin’ at your trap)
My lil’ homie just fourteen, he know how to load this Glock (Grrrr)
Bitch, I’m from the streets, bitch, I’m too elite
Glizzy on my lap, let it clap, don’t even speak (Bah-bah, bah-bah, bah-bah, don’t even speak)
Bitch, don’t throw away that [?] that’s for my [?] (That’s for my [?])
Bitch, I’m GS9 but Shiesty know I’m C-O-D (C-O-D)
That’s a fact, he’ll hit you when your ass just for a pack (Just for a pack)
Boy, no cap, tell my lil’ nigga, “Snap” and he gon’ snap (Bah-bah, bah-bah, bah-bah, know he gon’ snap)
He gon’ black, wanna tell them lies, boy, gon’ tell ’em not
That’s a fact, got the city live, city on the map, on my back (Grr, grr, grr, bah, grr)

[Outro: Doe Boy]
Oh really
Damn, they done free the Shmurdas
They done fucked up, free the Shmurdas
They done fucked up, free the Shmurdas

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