C-Mob - Mo Murda lyrics
C-Mob [Christopher Doehla] Marion, Indiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[C-Mob - Mo Murda lyrics]
The church after this one
Cause we all have sin
Love bloody murder murder bloody murder
More money, more problems
More murder with me
So when I react, I react instantly
I'm built around the game like the
Duct tape on a key
Can I full-body search niggas
For one flat fee?
Smash money shit, no funny shit
Now stand on that
My principles and morals ain't
No playing on that got a head full of
Loose screws and psychopathic
I'm like a case of turrets
Cause I'm so sporadic no love for my foes
Fucking shoot up his casket ninеty death
Is his father he's no longеr a bastard
I read you niggas like a room
Not for a Atlas doing my Jordan on you for
Balls pussy and asses full speed ahead
Nigga mashing through traffic
And I'm always wrapped up in
Case shit get drastic
Cut from a different cloth
I'm authentic fabric
You wanna die tonight well shit
This how it happens more murder
More mur- more murder more murder
Come and get
I'm on a money making mission still
Plotting on a way to get rich
Bitches stay around me but for what
They only gets a nick
I'm sick of niggas logic
Talk about how they be slinging shit
Bring it bitch i'm claiming six
Get wrong we leave you in the ditch
So if you wanna try
I'm strapped up and ready to die
We shooting at Auntie's and Uncle's and
Baby cousin's on yo mothers side
More murder that's what we say
Favorite weapon is that K
Got 50 shots for any nigga that
Think he wanna fucking dip
I wrote this as I wanna be menace to society
New direction world overcome until
They finish me diary of a mad man
Sipping syrup smoking trees
Selling crack and counting stacks
Bitch I'm all about my cheese
Robbers creeping goons out
Trynna take me off the throne
Here I am bitch in the hood nigga bring it on
Hard gone loveless motivation never scared
Run up on me nigga and I put
Some shit up in your head
More murder more mur- more murder
More murder come and get
Time for me to tap into something
That I tried to lock away
Got a menacing grin on my face
While I carry the Glock today
Am I still surrounded by demons right
Now that's not to say
I'm thinking about all the holes
That I put in
Your body as soon as I cock and spray
See I got a sickness
I'm scratching names off of my hitless
My anger is making me murder
I feel like they do not deserve forgiveness
Some people are out to get C-Mob
And they want to see me fall
So I murder more, murder more, murder
More, murder more, murder more
Murder them all
Murder i'm gonna get murdered
More murder more mur- more murder
More murder come and get
Murder bloody murder