Murda Mo

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[Intro] Murder y'all, kill em all man Murder 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 [Refrain 1] Murder mo, murder mo, murder mo Murder mo, murder mo, murder mo Murder mo, murder mo, murder mo Murder ya die-die-die-die-die-die-die-die Die-die-die-die-die-die-die-die [Verse 1] Better watch that redrum Tha bloody mo murder mo murda it will learn ya Don't be fuckin with a thug, a thug with slugs Rippin them guts and drippin that blood Roll with tha gun in my hand And they can't understand how we ran wit da murder mo Niggas pull triggers and they're really quick to put you in the river So be cautious if you're slippin don't fall They get me, stick me Playa haters they be quick when they pull out they weapon Me Ouija would never deceive me Its keeping me deep and they all be me victim And y'all gonna fall when I call my dogs I'll be ready anytime you wanna go, ho Put him on tha ground wit da 4-4 I just wanna let a nigga know Niggas steady fakin like they rollin with da 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 Cap to the playa haters Just remember we're pinnin' you jealous back stabbers Back stabbers, hey [Refrain 2] Murder mo, murder mo, murder mo Murder mo, murder mo, die-die-die Claim my thang to slang, claim my thang to slang My thang, my thang, my thang, my thang Claim my thang to slang, claim my thang to slang My thang, my thang, my thang, my thang Claim my thang to slang, claim my thang to slang My thang, my thang, my thang, my thang Claim my thang to slang, claim my thang to slang My thang, my thang, my thang, my thang Slang, slang, slang, slang My thang, my thang, my thang, my thang [Verse 2] Nigga fuck them po-po Well bitch I gotta automatic for ya Lets pump that gore up If I could just look up and see po-po dyin Dyin, dyin, it'd flip out my mind Stoned up wit da guage Little Rip'll put tha donut in the grave We're deadly when we play wit da AK-47 357 equals 187 I gotta gauge and you got a nine But cha better try to get ya weapon out before mine Shoot em in da head, but you make sure they dead Then da nigga fin da fled, while they layin in red All of my OG homies, tell me when the police come you break Nigga gotta go, see ya later ho Leatherface gots to get away-way-way Said leatherface gots to get away When a nigga wanna try me, I be quick to pull da trigger on a nigga But I really, really get it witcha Hey, easy, pop Steady murder dem po-po now Hide techs in khakis when attackin' po-po, there's really no place to run Niggas get vicious where my clique is Gotta kill em all with my shotgun, stun Blastin' when attackin' po-po, there's really no place to run Niggas get vicious where my clique is Gotta kill 'em all with my shotgun [Refrain 3] Rollin, rollin, rollin Lettin off slugs up into your soul 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 Murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder them all, they fall Murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder them all, they fall Murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder them all, they fall They fall [Verse 3] We never knew one that could fuck wit da tongue They give us no competition Wish got the gun don't fuck wit Number One We never knew one that could fuck wit da tongue They give us no competition 5th dog off the fifth, Rip real raw dog, da clique Murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder them all, they fall They fall [Refrain 4] Dear Mr. Oiuja, dear Mr. Oiuja Dear Mr. Oiuja, dear Mr. Oiuja, is it Many mo murder, murder, mo murder mo, mo Many mo murder, murder, mo murder mo, mo Many mo murder, murder, mo murder mo, mo Many mo murder, murder, mo murder mo, mo Mo, mo, mo Stalkin toss em, put em in a coffin That flossin cost him Stalkin toss em, put em in a coffin That flossin cost him Stalkin toss em, put em in a coffin That flossin cost him Stalkin toss em, put em in a coffin That flossin cost him [Outro] Roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll Rollin in da st. clair way Wit a big 12 gauge, in da grave they lay, they lay Rollin in da st. clair way Roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll Wit a big 12 gauge, in da grave they lay, they lay Roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll Rollin in da st. clair way Wit a big 12 gauge, in da grave they lay, they lay Roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll Rollin in da st. clair way Wit a big 12 gauge, in da grave they lay, they lay Roll
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