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Murder Mo Lyrics - Thug Mentality 1999 - Krayzie Bone

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 

 

murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo 

murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder 

will ya die, die, die, die, die, die 

die, die, die, die, die, die 

 

better watch that redrum 

tha bloody mo murder mo merger it will learn ya 

don't be f**kin with the thug to thug slug 

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 

 

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niggas, were jealous and they? 

 

They get me, stick me 

playa haters they be quick when they pull out they weapon 

me wish you would never decease 

its keeping me deep and they all be me victim 

and on da phone 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 go 

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 pillin you jealous back stabbers 

back stabbers 

[hey] 

 

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murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo 

da da da 

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 ] 

my thang, my thang, my thang, 

[my thang] 

Nigga f**k them po-po we betcha gotta automatic [oh yeah] 

lets pump that bore up 

If I could just look up and see po-po dyin I and I I'm flippin my mind 

 

stoned up wit da gauge little rip'll put tha donut in the grave 

where they lay, then we play wit da AK-47, 357, even 187 

I gotta gauge and you got a gun 

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 

call my OG homies tell me when the po-lice come you pray 

nigga gotta go, see ya later ho, leatherface gots to get to? 

stay leatherface gots to get to? 

 

when a nigga wanna try me 

had da heata wit da trigger on a nigga 

but I really, really get it witcha 

 

hey, Easy, pop, steady murder dem po-po now 

I can stay packin when attackin po-po theres really no place to run 

niggas get viscous wit my clickas gotta kill em all with my shotgun, stun 

blastin when attackin po-po theres really no place to run 

niggas get viscous wit my clickas gotta kill em all with my shotgun 

 

rollin, rollin, rollin, baby thats thugs up into your soul and 

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 

 

we never knew homie could f**k wit da tongue 

they give us no competition 

whos got the gun don't f**k wit number one 

we never knew homie could f**k wit da tongue 

they give us no competition 

if ya?, feel real, reload da clip 

murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder them all they fall, they fall 

 

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? 

(repeat 4X) 

 

rollin in da st. clair way 

wit a big 12 gauge in da grave they lay [they lay] 

(repeat 4X) 

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