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Young Buck - Get Your Murder On Lyrics

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  • (feat. Rizin Sun)
  • [verse One]
  • You Niggaz Got Me *****ed Up, It's Time To Go To War
  • Nigga So What's Up, I Bust Up, Any Muh'*****er Feelin He Rougher
  • I Can't Get Enough Of, Showin Niggaz What Time It Is
  • Go Inside His Crib, Find His Kids 'til We Find The Shit
  • Go Ahead And Keep Buyin Shit, Act Like You Run The Town
  • On The Worst Day, Your Birthday, That's When I Cut You Down
  • Let Me Show You How, To Make This Money By The Pound
  • Get A Black Dickie Fit, Can't Forget The Hundred Rounds
  • Still A Murder Man, Told Myself I'd Never Hurt Again
  • Niggaz Out Here Hoes, So I'm Kickin In They Do's
  • And Nobody Knows When A Nigga Like Me Be Comin
  • Nigga Stop Drop And Roll When A Nigga Like Me Be Gunnin
  • Wanna Live To See Tomorrow? Better Calm Down Your Woman
  • And That Shit In That Plastic Bag Better Be All Hundreds
  • When My Mask Down, That Mean I'm Ready To Blast Now
  • Taught Your Ass A Lesson, Bet You'll Learn How To Act Now
  • [chorus: Repeat 2x]
  • Get Your Murder On - ***** It Back And Let It Go
  • ***** I Represent Them Killers Who Be Kickin In Them Do's
  • Get Your Muder On - Black Down From Head To Toe
  • See I Tried To Tell You Once Niggaz Don't Want War
  • [verse Two]
  • Just Look At Life From My Point Of View, Run Where I Call Home
  • Feel What A Gun Do And I'll Bet You {?}
  • Wonder Why My Mind Strong Livin The Life
  • When Niggaz Really Don't Live Long Playin Me Sheist
  • See I'm Goin All Out, Like Straight Hoes To Dykes
  • Switchin The Game Around Like Reeboks From Nikes
  • Stayin In My Black Dickies, T-shirts All White
  • Thugged Out, What It's All About, All Right
  • Let's Just Shoot It Out Now, We Can Do It All Night
  • It Don't Matter, The 50 Caliber Gon' Bite
  • Watch 'em Scatter, The Loud Sound Got 'em All Fright
  • Get The Cheddar, Then Let Them Cowards Hear The Dual Pipes
  • When We Bite, We Fight Like Pits On Red Meat
  • Is This Life The Shit Nigga? Yes It *****in Be
  • Freaks Take A Glimpse, They Scream Buck's The Shit
  • Now Fiend For The Dick, As I Lean In The 6
  • [chorus]
  • [verse Three]
  • Back In My 'llac The Auto Fo'-fo's And Optimos
  • Kickin In Do's On The One Stressin {?}
  • Let Me Get That Out You Hoes, Me And My Snub Nose
  • Bonnie And Clyde, When We Ride, Both Of Us Have Open Eyes
  • Realized I'm A Young Nigga, Puttin It *****in Down
  • Never Goin To Sleep Without A Hundred *****in Miles
  • Layin It Down, My Name Is Known Throughout Town
  • Blaka Blaka, Blaka Blaka
  • [chorus]

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