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krayzie bone – murda mo’ (f–k ’em all) lyrics

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-chorus-krayzie-
murda mo’ (f-ck ’em ya’ll) murda mo’ (f-ck ’em ya’ll) murda mo’ (f-ck ’em ya’ll) murda mo’ (f-ck ’em ya’ll) murda mo’ (f-ck ’em ya’ll) murda mo’ (f-ck ’em ya’ll) murda mo’ (f-ck ’em f-ck ’em) murda

krayzie
ain’t nothin’ changed, we still ain’t got no love for police/ won’t be happy till they underneath 6 feet and deceased/ tossed a doughtnut to they grave, that’s how we do po-po/ protected by the guage and killas that loco/ i step in the party draggin’ a body bag, motherf-cker, this ain’t no lolli gag/ when i run up ya get done up and i sn-tch that lil’ bit a heart that you thought you had/ leathaface, the boy is bad/ with a lil’ bit of action, bring it, rap it, sing it, bust it, what ever dawg/ what ever you wanna do, i’m wit it, wicked/ hate on the leathaface, hate on (?) i gotta get ’em, i drop ’em and spit ’em outta dust/ thuggin’ then i ’em when they buzzin’ give me some money/ leathaface, that n-gg- you dial up to get rowdy raw and riled up/ and i’m ready so now what. take em back to tha underground and get down/ the wickedest style on wax/ we spittin’ the venom, get in ’em and kill ’em/ this sting is deadly, it’s comin’ you better be ready to die, die…

dj u-neek
i remeber there was a time when a n-gg- didn’t need radio or video to blow up around this b-tch. we takin’ this sh-t back to the underground, we takin’ our sh-t back, you know what i’m sayin’. now we got these motherf-ckers think that gave out game to us, you know what i’m sayin’. f-ck the radio, f-ck these magazines, f-ck these video programs to records, f-ck everybody this is the underground baby. we takin’ this sh-t back to the streets to where we brought it from, we takin’ our sh-t back. f-ck ya’ll.

-chorus-krayzie & dj u-neek-
murda mo’ (f-ck ’em ya’ll) murda mo’ (f-ck ’em ya’ll) murda mo’ (f-ck ’em ya’ll) murda mo’ (f-ck ’em ya’ll) murda mo’ (f-ck ’em ya’ll) murda mo’ (f-ck ’em ya’ll) murda mo’ (f-ck ’em f-ck ’em) murda (we takin’ this sh-t back to the streets, believe that.)



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