Mo' Murda

[Chorus x8] Mo murda mo murda Come come again Dear Mr.Ouija, Let 'em know who the boss is So nigga you want to get tossed in the river? Nigga, put 'em in the mud see them pump blood, nigga no love, Me show 'em the Bone when I grab that chrome, Gotta haunt that dome, Folla me roll stroll down East 1999 Gotta find these row hoes, Nigga if you woke up and all of a sudden Nigga you was off inna my hood? I'm a, real thuggish nigga, So a, I would have to kill ya so die, Popped off to the coffin, Pick up my pump dump chumps in the gutter pain, Nigga got ta fucked up bang Taking no shorts so fuck ya man, Claim my thang to slang them bloody bodies, Kill 'em all, send them hoes up in flames Krayzie insane to the brain, Hey we slay niggas who think we play, Nigga, me deadly wid the gun, Machete be dipped in rum, Runnin' wid the gun steady buckin' Leavin' them bodies dumped off in the alley for dead, I'm near, kill 'em all, mo' murda mo' murda That's what Ouija said, Gotta put one in ya head, Bang, We coming to serve ya, Mo murda, mo murda, mo murda Mo murda, mo murda, mo murda [Chorus] Will I die of murda bloody mo murda, Living in the Land of the Heartless comin' up daily? Until a me murda them all, I'm never gon' fall So I'ma murda them baby Get 'em up wid me thugs, See 'em on the corner and they slangin' them drugs Givin' up shots out to the glock glock Eighty eight to the ten five, Them killas be pumpin' them slugs, Niggas be fiendin' me daily, Me silence me twelve gauge eruption, And I'm on a road to destruction And steady be bustin' and bodies be bustin' me, Killa, with a buckshot, I'ma peel ya Number one assassin's still the realer nigga Down for my crime, niggas be down tryin' to stay to tha grind, Niggas is going insane taking a shot to the brain, and man, So call it a shame but what be the thang up offa this murda game? And I'm feelin' not a bit remorseful, My twelve gauge just so forceful, So playa hate when I'm in ya town The nigga me bucking 'em down And I'm giving up peace to the hustlas, Thugstas and twelve gauge pumpstas, Drug 'em in gutters mo murda me style, now, Put 'em on the ground, lay down, Nigga check my thang the way that we swang When I'm coming to serve ya, Wid the nine cocked and it's ready to pop Lettin' off shots Layzie be screamin' Mo murda mo murda [Chorus] Gotta kill, get 'em nowhere to run Can't get away from my shotgun Leavin' them bodies fucked up, Pump pump to the ground better leave it alone, Nigga want to die when fuckin' wid, Mo Thug nigga we killed this bitch, Now you want to catch some bang bang Nigga want to die when I let my nuts hang, What is it in me makes me feel like I gots ta murda ya? You slip when I'm high, pullin' my trigger and nigga you die, soldier Four killas we creepin' and comin' to hurt ya, mo murda Better pack that five five, I'm feelin' like killin' you dying tonite, You don't want to hear that glock pop, When the glock pop pop don't stop, We all about murda mo, Finger on the trigger Mo Thug let go, We straight from Cleveland, Clack back nigga ya bleeding, You don't want to fuck wid Bone, Pullin' that chrome now nigga ya gone If you want to die bye, See you in the gutter let mama cry, Watch Mo Thug Killas pump pump, Put 'em in the ground with his head blown gone Mo murda, mo murda, mo murda [Chorus] Eternally thugstas die, Will I die of murda now? East ninety nine follow me grind And all descending that body underground, way down Me ride and everyone dies, And I, rolling wid my killas, And all ah my, thuggish ruggish niggas no lie, Druggin' up bloody mo victims get 'em get 'em That'll be little Ripsta, sinister Kill y'all, put 'em in the river, Bodies shiver, FUCK that nigga Hit 'em up inside, minds be blowin' I'm dumpin' Remember me spray 'em slay 'em gauge 'em layin 'em All up off inna the coffin, Ready to fade 'em, To buck or to shoot wid the twelve gauge eruptions, Creep out your seat would ya we come to stay Found out none of my niggas was bluffing, For the love of the murda man the murda game The same but a bang bang bang, Can't resist to bump you now pow run 'em all off St Clair stays, down for the murda mo Oh no, ho when a thugsta, stroll Forty fours still pointed at the po-pos Stop 'em drop 'em numb those 'til out cold they froze, You know, nigga we can't be bluffing We bannnggg insane, When I put one to your temple, Mo murda then blow out ya brain Mo murda mo murda Come come again, Come bloody murda