Killa Klan

Lyrics

[Intro: Juicy Juicy J & Krayzie Bone] Murder, murder, mo' murder Killa clan, killa clan Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder Killa clan, killa clan Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder Killa clan, killa clan Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder Killa clan, killa clan Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder [Chorus: Juicy J & Krayzie Bone] North Memphis, (Killa clan, killa clan) Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder South Memphis, (Killa clan, killa clan) Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder ATL (Killa clan, killa clan) Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder Chicago (Killa clan, killa clan) Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder [Verse 1: Juicy J] Late last night, I was in the bed, eyes red Thinking about Project Pat and what that fucking jury said Guilty what they gave him then they put him in handcuffs Motherfuck them laws, I'ma make you put yo hands up Don't cross the line, yellow tape the police brand up Outside the court, North Memphis and we clanned up I can be a leader, bring the heater like I'm Farrakhan I can be a terrorist to the government like a Taliban Long as ya black and you rich they put they targets on Watching niggas every move, tappin' niggas cell phones Don't fall for the okie doke, call and I'll bring the dope And we can smoke weed till the break of dawn Trapped in this hood where there ain't no motherfucking bond And to that officer, I know your stompin' ground here But If you ain't from my hood, get yo' ass from round here [Chorus: Juicy J & Krayzie Bone] Binghampton (Killa clan, killa clan) Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder Bay Area (Killa clan, killa clan) Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder Dixie Homes (Killa clan, killa clan) Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder Foote Homes (Killa clan, killa clan) Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder Carriage House (Killa clan, killa clan) Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder Westwood (Killa clan, killa clan) Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder Orange Mound (Killa clan, killa clan) Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder Bethel Grove (Killa clan, killa clan) Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder [Verse 2: Crunchy Black] First I'm gonna catch the bitch Then I'm gonna beat the bitch Then I'm gonna bury bitch Shouldn't of been talkin' shit Knew who you was fuckin' with Fuckin' with the fuckin' best She who you fuckin' been Now I'm aimin' at yo' chest This goes out to all of y'all All of y'all be talkin' shit Slip the clip up in the gun Then commence to bust a nig Bust a nig, at yo' dawg Watchin' you niggas fall Screamin' out like a bitch Mane, that's just some petty shit Petty shit [Verse 3: Lord Infamous] I'm into blood baths, I don't fight or punch you I'ma hit yo' ass with the fuckin' rocket launcher Can you stand the pain, insane bounty hunter Stomp lumps in you, punk, 'til you unconscious Throw you in the dumpster, Lord came to conquer Lord don't pistol play, jump up, if you want to This is the under, buried by yo' momma Not only do I murder, mane I also embalm you [Chorus: Juicy J & Krayzie Bone] Hyde Park (Killa clan, killa clan) Murder, murder, mo' murder Smokey City (Killa clan, killa clan) Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder Watkins and Browns (Killa clan, killa clan) Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder Evergreen (Killa clan, killa clan) Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder Third Ward (Killa clan, killa clan) Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder Dallas, Texas (Killa clan, killa clan) Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder Houston, Texas (Killa clan, killa clan) Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder Cashville (Killa clan, killa clan) Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder [Verse 4: Juicy J] Picture this, you a juror and you on the stand And you 'bout to judge the life of a black man Young brother from the hood made it rappin' and With a knot in his pocket weighing least a grand Here's the story, he got caught with some fire arms By a crooked ass cop, with his siren on He was known as a felon made it bigger than state The whole case turned fed, made him lose his faith Picture this, now the judge, he got hatred for crooks Because ten years ago, he was appointed by bush Republican white man and he don't give a fuck If the guns wasn't his, that was found in his truck Prosecutors, shady lawyers, mane, who can you trust All this palm greasy shit, mane, it's bigger than us Make you wanna be like fuck it, hit the trunk of the car Deliberation, it was time for the jury to start (Ah, shit) [Outro: Juicy J & Krayzie Bone] Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder Killa clan, killa clan, killa clan, killa clan, killa clan, killa clan, killa clan Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder Killa clan, killa clan, killa clan, killa clan, killa clan, killa clan, killa clan Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder Killa clan, killa clan, killa clan, killa clan, killa clan, killa clan, killa clan Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder Killa clan, killa clan, killa clan, killa clan, killa clan, killa clan, killa clan Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder Killa clan, killa clan, killa clan, killa clan Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder, mo' murder, murder, mo' murder Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder, mo' murder, murder, mo' murder Mo' murder, murder, mo' 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