Murda Mo Lyrics
| Song | Murda Mo |
| Artist | Krayzie Bone |
| Album | Thug Mentality 1999 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Dudley, Henderson, Horn ... | |
| Krayzie bone：thug mentality 1999 | |
| 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 who slug, rippin' them guts and drippin' | |
| That blood. roll with the gun in my hand and they can't understand how we ran | |
| With the murder mo. niggas pull triggers, and they really quick to put you in | |
| The river. so many, better serve m 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'll 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 pinnin' you jealous backstabber, backstabber. | |
| 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' [in?yin flip up my mind. | |
| Stoned 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 guage and you | |
| [you] gotta die, 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-t 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 away. when a nigga wanna tell me how he quick to | |
| Pull the trigger on a nigga, but i really rather get up wit' ya. hey, easy, | |
| Pop, steady murder them po-po now. | |
| High-techs and khaki when attackin', po-po there's really no place to run [run]. | |
| Niggas get vicious where my clique is, gotta kill 'em all with my shotgun [my | |
| Shotgun]. stun. blastin' when attackin' po-pos there's really no place to run | |
| [run]. niggas get vicious where my clique is, gotta kill 'em all with my shotgun | |
| [my shotgun]. rollin', rollin', rollin', layin' them slugs off 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.,br> 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 one that could fuck with the tongue--they give us no competition. | |
| Wish got the gun, don't fuck with #1. we never knew one that could fuck with the | |
| Tongue--they give us no competition. fifth dawg off the fifth, and rip, row | |
| Dawg, the clique. | |
| Murder, mo murder, mo murder, mo murder them all, they fall, they fall. dear mr. | |
| Ouija. dear mr. ouija. dear mr. ouija. dear mr. ouija, is it really mo murder, | |
| Murder mo, murder mo, mo? really mo murder, murder mo, murder mo, mo? really mo | |
| Murder, murder mo, murder mo, mo? really mo murder, murder mo, murder mo, mo, | |
| Mo, mo, mo? | |
| Stalkin', tossin', put 'em in a coffin'. [that flossin' cost him.] stalkin', | |
| Tossin', put 'em in a coffin'. [that flossin' cost him.] stalkin', tossin', put | |
| 'em in a coffin'. [that flossin' cost him.] stalkin', tossin', put 'em in a | |
| Coffin'. [that flossin' cost him.] [roll, roll, roll, roll....] rollin' with the | |
| St. clair way with a big twelve gauge, in the grave they lay. rollin' with the | |
| St. clair way with a big twelve, in the grave they lay. rollin' with the st. | |
| Clair way with a big twelve, in the grave they lay. rollin' with the st. clair | |
| Way with a big twelve, in the grave they lay. |
| zuo qu : Dudley, Henderson, Horn ... | |
| Krayzie bone: thug mentality 1999 | |
| 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 who slug, rippin' them guts and drippin' | |
| That blood. roll with the gun in my hand and they can' t understand how we ran | |
| With the murder mo. niggas pull triggers, and they really quick to put you in | |
| The river. so many, better serve m 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' ll fall when i call my | |
| Dogs. i' ll be ready any time you wanna go. ho, put ' em on the ground with the | |
| Fofo, 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 pinnin' you jealous backstabber, backstabber. | |
| 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' in? yin flip up my mind. | |
| Stoned up with the gauge, let it rip, and put the doughnut in the grave. we' re | |
| Deadly and we play with the ak47, . 357 equal 187. i i gotta guage and you | |
| you gotta die, 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 ot 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 away. when a nigga wanna tell me how he quick to | |
| Pull the trigger on a nigga, but i really rather get up wit' ya. hey, easy, | |
| Pop, steady murder them popo now. | |
| Hightechs and khaki when attackin', popo there' s really no place to run run. | |
| Niggas get vicious where my clique is, gotta kill ' em all with my shotgun my | |
| Shotgun. stun. blastin' when attackin' popos there' s really no place to run | |
| run. niggas get vicious where my clique is, gotta kill ' em all with my shotgun | |
| my shotgun. rollin', rollin', rollin', layin' them slugs off 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., br 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 one that could fuck with the tonguethey give us no competition. | |
| Wish got the gun, don' t fuck with 1. we never knew one that could fuck with the | |
| Tonguethey give us no competition. fifth dawg off the fifth, and rip, row | |
| Dawg, the clique. | |
| Murder, mo murder, mo murder, mo murder them all, they fall, they fall. dear mr. | |
| Ouija. dear mr. ouija. dear mr. ouija. dear mr. ouija, is it really mo murder, | |
| Murder mo, murder mo, mo? really mo murder, murder mo, murder mo, mo? really mo | |
| Murder, murder mo, murder mo, mo? really mo murder, murder mo, murder mo, mo, | |
| Mo, mo, mo? | |
| Stalkin', tossin', put ' em in a coffin'. that flossin' cost him. stalkin', | |
| Tossin', put ' em in a coffin'. that flossin' cost him. stalkin', tossin', put | |
| ' em in a coffin'. that flossin' cost him. stalkin', tossin', put ' em in a | |
| Coffin'. that flossin' cost him. roll, roll, roll, roll.... rollin' with the | |
| St. clair way with a big twelve gauge, in the grave they lay. rollin' with the | |
| St. clair way with a big twelve, in the grave they lay. rollin' with the st. | |
| Clair way with a big twelve, in the grave they lay. rollin' with the st. clair | |
| Way with a big twelve, in the grave they lay. |
| zuò qǔ : Dudley, Henderson, Horn ... | |
| Krayzie bone: thug mentality 1999 | |
| 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 who slug, rippin' them guts and drippin' | |
| That blood. roll with the gun in my hand and they can' t understand how we ran | |
| With the murder mo. niggas pull triggers, and they really quick to put you in | |
| The river. so many, better serve m 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' ll fall when i call my | |
| Dogs. i' ll be ready any time you wanna go. ho, put ' em on the ground with the | |
| Fofo, 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 pinnin' you jealous backstabber, backstabber. | |
| 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' in? yin flip up my mind. | |
| Stoned up with the gauge, let it rip, and put the doughnut in the grave. we' re | |
| Deadly and we play with the ak47, . 357 equal 187. i i gotta guage and you | |
| you gotta die, 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 ot 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 away. when a nigga wanna tell me how he quick to | |
| Pull the trigger on a nigga, but i really rather get up wit' ya. hey, easy, | |
| Pop, steady murder them popo now. | |
| Hightechs and khaki when attackin', popo there' s really no place to run run. | |
| Niggas get vicious where my clique is, gotta kill ' em all with my shotgun my | |
| Shotgun. stun. blastin' when attackin' popos there' s really no place to run | |
| run. niggas get vicious where my clique is, gotta kill ' em all with my shotgun | |
| my shotgun. rollin', rollin', rollin', layin' them slugs off 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., br 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 one that could fuck with the tonguethey give us no competition. | |
| Wish got the gun, don' t fuck with 1. we never knew one that could fuck with the | |
| Tonguethey give us no competition. fifth dawg off the fifth, and rip, row | |
| Dawg, the clique. | |
| Murder, mo murder, mo murder, mo murder them all, they fall, they fall. dear mr. | |
| Ouija. dear mr. ouija. dear mr. ouija. dear mr. ouija, is it really mo murder, | |
| Murder mo, murder mo, mo? really mo murder, murder mo, murder mo, mo? really mo | |
| Murder, murder mo, murder mo, mo? really mo murder, murder mo, murder mo, mo, | |
| Mo, mo, mo? | |
| Stalkin', tossin', put ' em in a coffin'. that flossin' cost him. stalkin', | |
| Tossin', put ' em in a coffin'. that flossin' cost him. stalkin', tossin', put | |
| ' em in a coffin'. that flossin' cost him. stalkin', tossin', put ' em in a | |
| Coffin'. that flossin' cost him. roll, roll, roll, roll.... rollin' with the | |
| St. clair way with a big twelve gauge, in the grave they lay. rollin' with the | |
| St. clair way with a big twelve, in the grave they lay. rollin' with the st. | |
| Clair way with a big twelve, in the grave they lay. rollin' with the st. clair | |
| Way with a big twelve, in the grave they lay. |
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