Get Your Murder On Featuring Rizin Sun Lyrics - Young Buck

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[verse one]
You niggaz got me fucked up it's time to go to war
Nigga so what's up i bust up any muh'fucker 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 xxxx 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 xxxx in that plastic bag better be all hundreds
When my mask down that mean i'm ready to blast now
Taught your xxx a lesson bet you'll learn how to act now

[chorus: repeat 2x]
Get your murder on - xxxx it back and let it go
Bitch 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 xxxx nigga? yes it xxxxxx 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 xxxxxx down
Never goin to sleep without a hundred xxxxxx miles
Layin it down my name is known throughout town
Blaka blaka blaka blaka

[chorus]

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