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Текст песни Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Mo` Murda

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Mo` Murda слова песни

Hook:Mo murda mo murdaCome come again(Repeat 8x)Verse 1: Krayzie BoneDear Mr.Ouija,Let `em know who the boss isSo nigga you wanna get tossed in the river?Nigga, put `em in the mud see them pump blood, nigga no love,Me show `em the Bone when I grab that chrome,Gotta haunt that dome,Folla me roll stroll down East 1999Gotta find these row hoes,Nigga if you woke up and all of a suddenNigga you was off inna my hood?I`m a, real thuggish nigga,So a, I would have to kill ya so die,Popped off to the coffin,Pick up my pump dump chumps in the gutter pain,Nigga got ta fucked up bangTaking no shorts so fuck ya man,Claim my thang to slang them bloody bodies,Kill `em all, send them hoes up in flamesKrayzie insane to the brain,Hey we slay niggas who think we play,Nigga, me deadly wid the gun,Machete be dipped in rum,Runnin` wid the gun steady buckin`Leavin` them bodies dumped off in the alley for dead,I`m near, kill `em all, mo` murda mo` murdaThat`s what Ouija said,Gotta put one in ya head, Bang,We coming to serve ya,Mo murda, mo murda, mo murdaMo murda, mo murda, mo murdaHookVerse 2: Layzie BoneWill I die of murda bloody mo murda,Living in the Land of the Heartless comin` up daily?Until a me murda them all, I`m never gon` fallSo I`ma murda them babyGet `em up wid me thugs,See `em on the corner and they slangin` them drugsGivin` up shots out to the glock glockEighty eight to the ten five,Them killas be pumpin` them slugs,Niggas be fiendin` me daily,Me silence me twelve guage eruption,And I`m on a road to destructionAnd steady be bustin` and bodies be bustin` me,Killa, with a buckshot, I`ma peel yaNumber one assassin`s still the realer niggaDown for my crime, niggas be down tryin` to stay to tha grind,Niggas is going insane taking a shot to the brain, and man,So call it a shame but what be the thang up offa this murda game?And I`m feelin` not a bit remorseful,My twelve guage just so forceful,So playa hate when I`m in ya townThe nigga me bucking `em downAnd I`m giving up peace to the hustlas,Thugstas and twelve guage pumpstas,Drug `em in gutters mo murda me style, now,Put `em on the ground, lay down,Nigga check my thang the way that we swangWhen I`m coming to serve ya,Wid the nine cocked and it`s ready to popLettin` off shots Layzie be screamin`Mo murda mo murdaHookVerse 3: Wish BoneGotta kill, get `em nowhere to runCan`t get away from my shotgunLeavin` them bodies fucked up,Pump pump to the ground better leave it alone,Nigga wanna die when fuckin` wid,Mo Thug nigga we killed this bitch,Now you wanna catch some bang bangNigga wanna die when I let my nuts hang,What is it in me makes me feel like I gots ta murda ya?You slip when I`m high, pullin` my trigger and nigga you die, soldierFour killas we creepin` and comin` to hurt ya, mo murdaBetter pack that five five,I`m feelin` like killin` you dying tonite,You don`t wanna hear that glock pop,When the glock pop pop don`t stop,We all about murda mo,Finger on the trigger Mo Thug let go,We straight from Cleveland,Clack back nigga ya bleeding,You don`t wanna fuck wid Bone,Pullin` that chrome now nigga ya goneIf you wanna die bye,See you in the gutter let mama cry,Watch Mo Thug Killas pump pump,Put `em in the ground with his head blown goneMo murda, mo murda, mo murdaHookVerse 4: Bizzy BoneEternally thugstas die,Will I die of murda now?East ninety nine follow me grindAnd all descending that body underground, way downMe ride and everyone dies,And I, rolling wid my killas,And all ah my, thuggish ruggish niggas no lie,Druggin` up bloody mo victims get `em get `emThat`ll be little Ripsta, sinisterKill y`all, put `em in the river,Bodies shiver, FUCK that niggaHit `em up inside, minds be blowin` I`m dumpin`Remember me spray `em slay `em guage `em layin `emAll up off inna the coffin,Ready to fade `em,To buck or to shoot wid the twelve guage eruptions,Creep out your seat would ya we come to stayFound out none of my niggas was bluffing,For the love of the murda man the murda gameThe same but a bang bang bang,Can`t resist to bump you now pow run `em all offSt Clair stays, down for the murda moOh no, ho when a thugsta, strollForty fours still pointed at the po-posStop `em drop `em numb those `til out cold they froze,You know, nigga we can`t be bluffingWe bannnggg insane,When I put one to your temple,Mo murda then blow out ya brainMo murda mo murdaCome come again,Come bloody murda(`til fade)

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