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Murda Mo

アーティスト:Krayzie Bone  アルバム:Thug Mentality 

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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's slugs, rippin' them guts and drippin' that blood. Roll with the gun in my hand and they can't understand that 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 gonna 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 peelin' you jealous backstabbers, backstabbers. 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' [憿in?yin抅 flippin' my mind. Stole 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 gauge and you [you] gotta Nine, 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-G 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


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