Murda Mo


Krayzie:
Murda y'all, kill 'em all, man Murda y'all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all Murder y'all, kill 'em all, man Kill 'em all man Murder y'all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all Murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder you die, die, die, die, die, die, die Die, die, die, die, die, die, die

Better watch that redrum, that bloody mo murder, mo murder, it will learn ya Don't be fuckin' with a thug, a thug who slug, rippin' them guts and drippin' that blood Roll with the gun in my hand and they can't understand how we ran with the murder mo Niggas pull triggers, and they really quick to put you in the river So many, better serve em before they get me, stick me Playa haters, they be quick when they pull out they weapon Me Ouija would never deceive It's keepin' me deep and they all be me victim And y'all'll fall when I call my dogs I'll be ready any time you wanna go Ho, put 'em on the ground with the fo-fo, I just want to let a nigga know Niggas steady fakin' like they rollin' with the Bone, when they really wanna see the Bone gone Now nigga you dead wrong You better take a couple steps backwards, I'll collapse ya Rap to the playa haters, just remember were pinnin' you jealous backstabber, backstabber

Hey, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo Die, die, die claim my thang, my slang claim my thang, my slang claim my thang, my slang claim my thang, my slang claim my thang, my slang claim my thang, my slang claim my thang, my slang claim my thang, my slang [ slang, slang, slang, slang ] My thang, my thang My thang, my thang

Nigga fuck them po po when bitch I got an automatic for ya Let's pump that gore up If I could just look up and see po po dyin' [yin?yin] flip up my mind Stoned up with the gauge, let it rip, and put the doughnut in the grave We're deadly and we play with the AK-47, 357 equal 187 I [I] gotta guage and you [you] gotta die, but you better try to get your weapon out before mine Shoot 'em in the head, but you make sure they dead Then a nigga fin to fled while they layin' in red All of my O-T homies tell me when the police come you break Nigga, gotta go, see you later, ho, Leatherface gots to get away, -way, -way Say Leatherface gots to get away When a nigga wanna tell me how he quick to pull the trigger on a nigga, but id really rather get up wit' ya Hey, easy, pop, steady murder them po-po now

High-techs and khaki when attackin', po-po there's really no place to run [run] Niggas get vicious where my clique is, gotta kill 'em all with my shotgun [my shotgun] Stun Blastin' when attackin' po-pos there's really no place to run [run] Niggas get vicious where my clique is, gotta kill 'em all with my shotgun [my shotgun] Rollin', rollin', rollin', layin' them slugs off into your soul, and you swollen, stiff, and cold, and nigga we watchin' you drop and foldin' You swollen, stiff, and cold, and nigga we watchin' you drop and foldin'

Murder, mo murder, mo murder, mo murder them all, they fall,BR> Murder, mo
murder, mo murder, mo murder them all, they fallMurder, mo murder, mo murder, mo murder them all, they fallMurder, mo murder, mo murder, mo murder them all, they fall

We never knew one that could fuck with the tongue--they give us no competition Wish got the gun, don't fuck with #1 We never knew one that could fuck with the tongue--they give us no competition Fifth Dawg off the fifth, and RIP, row dawg, the clique

Murder, mo murder, mo murder, mo murder them all, they fall, they fall Dear Mr Ouija Dear Mr Ouija Dear Mr Ouija Dear Mr Ouija, is it really mo murder, murder mo, murder mo, mo? Really mo murder, murder mo, murder mo, mo? Really mo murder, murder mo, murder mo, mo? Really mo murder, murder mo, murder mo, mo, mo, mo, mo?

Stalkin', tossin', put 'em in a coffin' [That flossin' cost him] Stalkin', tossin', put 'em in a coffin' [That flossin' cost him] Stalkin', tossin', put 'em in a coffin' [That flossin' cost him] Stalkin', tossin', put 'em in a coffin' [That flossin' cost him] [Roll, roll, roll, roll] Rollin' with the St Clair way with a big twelve gauge, in the grave they lay Rollin' with the St Clair way with a big twelve, in the grave they lay Rollin' with the St Clair way with a big twelve, in the grave they lay Rollin' with the St Clair way with a big twelve, in the grave they lay







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