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Krayzie Bone - Murder mo lyrics

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Murder mo by Krayzie Bone

Verse 1:
Runnin' with thet AK 47 buckin heated heavy
bustin niggas in the belly and follow with the 357
and then the automatic tech'll get 'em
niggaz love the way I wet 'em when I get up in 'em
hit 'em and I really meant to split 'em
put these niggas on they ass like a overdose of penicillin
murder nigga wanna pack a pistol wit' it
we got a coffin that'll fit you in it the bullets come wit' it
heard a nigga supposed to be on the stalk
so, now we takin caution when we walk
a lotta niggas could talk, they betta not be actin
nigga betta show me some affirmative action
cuz I'ma take it baby, mo' comin thru blastin
an innocent nigga you turn around and go back
cuz niggas that cross-fires, no lie
the motherf**kin' bullets fly by, be blinded
it's a helluva war so motherf**ker bring it on b**ch
hell yeah, we been ready for da longest
who you gonna caome wit'
yes, we said it, so nigga that die we got to be ready(ready)
got into the game just a little too deep
now motherf**kers on the creep, but i can't sleep
until my enemies rest in peace(rest in peace)
Runnin' wit' the AK-47 buckin heated heavy
Yeah, nigga love the way I wet 'em when I get up in 'em(repeat)
Verse 2:
Hey yeah, stacin my artillary shop
to the enemy we f**k up the cops
this sh*t'll kill 'em on the spot
throw 'em in the lake right over the rocks
and get the f**k away and don't get caught
ya betta hurry nigga, G-O for what ya N-O
so hoe come on, nigga wanna see if it's real, we got promos
stank 'em and tag 'em wit' the forty fo' magnum
get up inside 'em hit the spine, paralyze 'em
listen to the pistol when they whistle
spittin many missiles, splittin niggas to the gristle
hit 'em in the middle of the fo'head
is the motherf**kin hoe dead, oh yeah
reload it, M-11 9 millimeters in the front
pump, post up when we jump out and run
they in the trunk, i told you right in front my seat, i keep heat
you flamin up, the gat is right next to my feet
never know what i will pull out and shoot when I reach
and y'all ain't leavin the scene without bleedin
(stick it to 'em, nigga give it to 'em) however they want it
send it to us, send his role back, trust him.
Verse 3:
You don't wanna f**k wit' Thugline
now it's the end of the song
and I drunk the whole bottle
I been f**kin with the killa liquor
sippin hennessey and it got me the pen to see
the f**kin enemy that wanna put me deep
paranoia when I'm in the streets
bullet-proof, but they can get me underneath
or in the upper H-E-A-D
and I don't wanna be anotha casualty
so, I gotta be much quicker to release
screamin "Bloody murder!!"
makin motherf**kers eat the mauseberger
undertaker, nigga take 'em under to the wasteland
Leather-Face up in the place
ya betta pin that nigga Krayzie(Krayzie)
never mistake me for these lames that be fakin
playa-hatin, concentratin' , so we eliminatin
we erase 'em, erase 'em
yes, we erase, 'em erase 'em, erase 'em
yes, we erase 'em
If you wanna get f**ked up
Nigga wanna get bucked up
Jump, if you wanna get f**ked up
Nigga wanna get f**ked up
Jump if you wanna get f**ked up
Nigga wanna get bucked up

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