Murder Onze Lyrics - Singles - Junior M.a.f.i.a

Uhh (what?) 

Trife & Larceny in the fuckin house (uhh) 

My nigga Klep in the fuckin house (Kleptomaniac) 

And me (uhh, uhh), Cheek Del Vec (Del Vec, aight) Aight! 

(One love) Uhh, check it 

(Snake-killin ass niggas, JM one love) 

Del Vec, Kleptomaniac 

Del Vec, little niggas pushing Landcruiser jeeps 

Gettin blunted all day, every day of the week 

Nights in Maxima's and Acura's 

Got bitches drivin 929 Mazda's, Tammy and Rhonda 

Drivin rope down south in the Honda 

I'm behind her in the Pathfinder 

Gettin blunted, my nigga need all, the XL 600 

Ridin smoothly playin low-key, watch my bitch 

With the brick in the Civic sellin mad weight 

Outta state and shit, I can't wait til this record shit is straight 

So we can recuperate, get the dough and I'm gone 

Motherfuckers fear me, I blow up spots like Ed Leary 

Violent pro's even with guns like Sharon Stone 

Mack ass nigga strikes again, chalk my win 

Kleptomaniac attracts CREAM stacks from eight pens 

And sticky hands wit crazy glue like finger tips shoplift 

Or pass crews on mountain bikes bustin four-fifths 

Diamond Vagettes, Rolex for the bitch, flex 

And maxin de Moet, signin my signature on cheques 

Crime motherfuckin pays when you know what you're doin 

And gettin loops since niggas was rockin Hawaiian suits 

What? Don't shoot gun shot leave ya family upset 

Tight the trip DT's, chasin down robbery suspect 

Murder Onez to get the Fonz and fast to die young 

JM motherfucker, go get your guns 

Murder Onez to get the Fonz and fast to die young 

JM motherfucker, go get your guns 

Murder Onez to get the Fonz and fast to die young 

JM motherfucker, go get your guns 

Murder Onez to get the Fonz and fast to die young 

JM motherfucker, go get your guns 

Gettin richer 'cause I move coke and bust quicker 

Bitches get richer, jealous niggas want to hit'cha 

Stashin my guns to protect my ones 

I see the cash flow, torch it I blast, you know how it go 

In the 5-double 0 SL 

Puffin L's lit while Larce loadin shells in the clip 

Snakes-murder men formin plots 

Lickin shots outta drop tops and it don't stop 

Us from gettin the Luchicreno 

My clique tight like Gambino's stickin casinos 

Bussin down kilos, me and Trife for life 

JM shorty's on the run 

Cocksucker go get your guns 

Murder Onez to get the Fonz and fast to die young 

JM motherfucker, go get your guns 

Murder Onez to get the Fonz and fast to die young 

JM motherfucker, go get your guns 

I smoke so much weed, I know my lungs is fucked up 

Stick guns I get'cha, spit sperm when I cum 

Party done, use to hustle bubble 

With concealed capsules under my tongue til my mouth got numb 

Now I watch my back like spighty sense was tinglin 

Minglin in clubs with JM puffin on mo' teams 

Don't oppose me, shit ain't rosy 

Murderin-lyrical gangsta like Ini Kamoze 

Del Vec project was set down south with two Tek 

I murdered that, we got mad respect 

Sheisty niggas and vicars puffin 20's and 50's on the block 

I got shit on lock in Little Rock 

My bitch got knocked, she sold to a undercover cop 

Went to jail, put the Benz up for bail 

Now I'm fucked up in the cut 

I got to move to a diff'rent state to make some quick bucks 

As I look around me, dead bodies surround me 

Part of drug dealin-killin millions to make millions 

Sittin on top, tote Glocks 

Smokin pounds and phillies by the box, gettin head on the yacht 

Presidential rollin, watch hos clock me wit tha 420 

Bodyin motherfuckers for this money 

Murder Onez to get the Fonz and fast to die young 

JM motherfucker, go get your guns 

Murder Onez to get the Fonz and fast to die young 

JM motherfucker, go get your guns 

Murder Onez to get the Fonz and fast to die young 

JM motherfucker, go get your guns 

Murder Onez to get the Fonz and fast to die young 

JM motherfucker, go get your guns