[Intro: Bizzy Bone (DJ Paul)]
You already know
Bone Thug is in the building (Da Mafia 6ix up in here)
Put your motherfucking lighters in the air (Yeah)
Fully automatic bitch I put a bullet in your head
(It's bout to go down, the world been waitin on this)
(Mafia 6, Bone, SpaceGhostPurrp, J-Green, let's go)
[Bridge: SpaceGhostPurrp]
Murder on my fucking mind, I think about it all the time
Murder on my fucking mind, I think about it all the time
[Hook x2: SpaceGhostPurrp]
Gone up off that shit my nigga, don't you know I'm fucked up?
Run up on you with that nine, I don't fuck with bustas
Gone up off that shit my nigga, don't you know I'm fucked up?
Run up on you with that nine, I don't fuck with bustas
[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
I got Glocks, Tec-9s
Shoot you in your motherfucking face
These haters better run
Cause I'm gunning automatic with a extra clip on my waist
These niggas bout to beat it
Chop 'em with the choppa, get the chalk up in the body bag
Body bag, body bag, we some hood niggas, we ain't got a body bag
Put his ass in a motherfucking glad bag
To be honest I'm really glad his ass dead
Bout to go and do the same to his mom and dad
Ring the door bell, like I got somethin' to tell
Soon as he answers send their ass straight to hell
They ain't had shit to do with it, oh well!
But bitch shoot up your jaws that ain't fucking tell
If I'm mad at one than I'm grabbing my gun
And a motherfuckin body gon' be there
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Bizzy Bone]
Half of these niggas they don't put in any rhyme
Laugh at these niggas, they don't put in any time
Put a foot up in yo ass, I put a gun in every line
Fully automatic stepping to the static every time
Take you niggas every time, subliminal the criminal
When everybody dies, see the spirit [?]
If the spirit should be mine, I'mma fight up in this mothafucka
Walk it in this mothafucka, killing every enemy I see
Gimme my nine, hit 'em with the kinda little bullets that'll duck you from the bridges to the pond
[?] fence to the zig zag line
Get tense, I'm relentless, I put a bullet in his mind
Not a bully but I'm tough from the grit and the grime
Niggas slick, niggas slime, niggas crip, they can die
With a kill switch, kill shit, how you wanna deal with it?
Elevator, come in that motherfucker, for real nigga
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Gangsta Boo]
Bitches better duck from the buck
Another double barreled pump plus a trunk for a nigga that'll slip
Niggas know the business when I'm all in Memphis
Never love a rookie sucker, take a nigga trip when I rip
Ain't that right? Skinny Pimp told you hoes before
Crazy as a motherfucker, nigga ye ain't know?
You better ask the last fuck [?]
I catch a charge, kickin' her down, yeah straight through the floor
Kill, first forty-eight all up in my mind
Six six six, see it all up in the sky
SpaceGhostPurrp all black on with the mask on
You can tell a killer lookin' in his eyes
Mafia Six with the Evil shit
Burn a nigga body, drop it in a ditch
Ain't no way you can win when the devil walks in
Devil's daughter yeah I'm up in this bitch
[Verse 4: Koopsta Knicca]
Please don't worry [?]
Make yo bitch gone [?] slow
Make this to a murder plot
We back up in the hood then fuck yo God
Pray to the faith [?] well
Got me [?]
Hitlist, Nigel, Lucifer, Satan
Who got to kill you bitches
Christian shizzit breaks my heart
Come lookin' the stars then I'm breakin to someones house
[Verse 5: Krayzie Bone]
Money owed, so it's murder on my mind
Finger itchin' on the trigger of my nine millimeter
I'm a killer if the murder make me richer
You'll for certain be the victim if it make a nigga skrilla, gorilla
Hit you with the guerrilla crimes
I haven't ever really been a friend of mine
Hustle hard through the fall, spring, summer, winter time
Sip a lotta Henn', hit the weed, sniff a line
Now I'm ready, let's go
Now I'm on my Superman grind
Money burstin' out tha pocket so my heater, may it shine
But let's face it, every time a nigga made it
You got the jealous tryna to take it
So you gotta sucker shake it, shake 'em off
Finna stay strapped you may have to break a bone
Wanna play Bone? Somebody gotta pay the cost
Gotta get mine, I can't afford to take a loss
Even if that means it's murder
[?] on the scene
[?] build a fire at the party, everybody can bleed
They can die, they can die
They can die, they can die, die
It's like I been 'em and put venom in 'em
And then I'm on a nigga, kill 'em till I'm finished wit 'em
Finished wit 'em
One for the gun, two for redrum, murder
Three, see them bleed
Four, never coming back no more, more, more
He dead, he dead, he dead
He never coming back no more, more, more
This is your life, we will not let you breathe no more
RedruM, redruM, redruM
RedruM, redruM, redruM
[Outro: DJ Paul]
Six hundred and sixty six, six hundred and sixty six
Six hundred and 666, six hundred and 666 (x2)
