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Bone Thugs N Harmony - Killa Klan Lyrics

[Intro: Juicy Juicy J & Krayzie Bone]
Murder, murder, mo' murder
Killa clan, killa clan
Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder
Killa clan, killa clan
Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder
Killa clan, killa clan
Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder
Killa clan, killa clan
Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder

[Chorus: Juicy J & Krayzie Bone]
North Memphis, (Killa clan, killa clan)
Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder
South Memphis, (Killa clan, killa clan)
Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder
ATL (Killa clan, killa clan)
Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder
Chicago (Killa clan, killa clan)
Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Late last night, I was in the bed, eyes red
Thinking about Project Pat and what that fucking jury said
Guilty what they gave him then they put him in handcuffs
Motherfuck them laws, I'ma make you put yo hands up
Don't cross the line, yellow tape the police brand up
Outside the court, North Memphis and we clanned up
I can be a leader, bring the heater like I'm Farrakhan
I can be a terrorist to the government like a Taliban
Long as ya black and you rich they put they targets on
Watching niggas every move, tappin' niggas cell phones
Don't fall for the okie doke, call and I'll bring the dope
And we can smoke weed till the break of dawn
Trapped in this hood where there ain't no motherfucking bond
And to that officer, I know your stompin' ground here
But If you ain't from my hood, get yo' ass from round here
[Chorus: Juicy J & Krayzie Bone]
Binghampton (Killa clan, killa clan)
Murder, murder, mo' murder
Bay Area (Killa clan, killa clan)
Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder
Dixie Homes (Killa clan, killa clan)
Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder
Foote Homes (Killa clan, killa clan)
Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder
Carriage House (Killa clan, killa clan)
Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder
Westwood (Killa clan, killa clan)
Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder
Orange Mound (Killa clan, killa clan)
Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder
Bethel Grove (Killa clan, killa clan)
Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder

[Verse 2: Crunchy Black]
First I'm gonna catch the bitch
Then I'm gonna beat the bitch
Then I'm gonna bury bitch
Shouldn't of been talkin' shit
Knew who you was fuckin' with
Fuckin' with the fuckin' best
She who you fuckin' been
Now I'm aimin' at yo' chest
This goes out to all of y'all
All of y'all be talkin' shit
Slip the clip up in the gun
Then commence to bust a nig
Bust a nig, at yo' dawg
Watchin' you niggas fall
Screamin' out like a bitch
Mane, that's just some petty shit
Petty shit
[Verse 3: Lord Infamous]
I'm into blood baths, I don't fight or punch you
I'ma hit yo' ass with the fuckin' rocket launcher
Can you stand the pain, insane bounty hunter
Stomp lumps in you, punk, 'til you unconscious
Throw you in the dumpster, Lord catch and conquer
Lord don't pistol play, jump up, if you want to
This is the under, buried by yo' momma
Not only do I murder, mane I also embalm you

[Chorus: Juicy J & Krayzie Bone]
Hyde Park (Killa clan, killa clan)
Murder, murder, mo' murder
Smokey City (Killa clan, killa clan)
Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder
Watkins and Browns (Killa clan, killa clan)
Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder
Evergreen (Killa clan, killa clan)
Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder
Third Ward (Killa clan, killa clan)
Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder
Dallas, Texas (Killa clan, killa clan)
Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder
Houston, Texas (Killa clan, killa clan)
Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder
Cashville (Killa clan, killa clan)
Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder
[Verse 4: Juicy J]
Picture this, you a juror and you on the stand
And you 'bout to judge the life of a black man
Young brother from the hood made it rappin' and
With a knot in his pocket weighing least a grand
Here's the story, he got caught with some fire arms
By a crooked ass cop, with his siren on
He was known as a felon made it bigger than state
The whole case turned fed, made him lose his faith
Picture this, now the judge, he got hatred for crooks
Because ten years ago, he was appointed by bush
Republican white man and he don't give a fuck
If the guns wasn't his, that was found in his truck
Prosecutors, shady lawyers, mane, who can you trust
All this palm greasy shit, mane, it's bigger than us
Make you wanna be like fuck it, hit the trunk of the car
Deliberation, it was time for the jury to start (Ah, shit)

[Outro: Juicy J & Krayzie Bone]
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Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder
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Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder
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Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder
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Mo' murder, murder, mo' murder
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