Da Mafia 6ix, SpaceGhostPurrp, Bizzy Bone, Krayzie Bone - Murder on My Mind lyrics

Yeah! yeah! You already know! Yessirr!
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 6ix, Bone, SpaceGhostPurrp, JGRXXN
Let's go!

Murder on my fucking mind
I think about it all the time
Murder on my fucking mind
I think about it all the time

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
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

I got Glocks, Tec-9's
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 be waste
Chop 'em with the choppa and then we
Chop 'em in the 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 they answer 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 then I'm grabbing my gun
Ain't no motherfuckin' body gon' be found

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
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

Half of these niggas they don't
Put in any mind 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 steppin' to the
Static every time
Take you niggas every time
Subliminal the criminal when everybody dies
See the spirit with his spine
If the spirit should be mine
I'mma fight up in this mothafucka
Riot 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
From the fence to the zig zag line
Get intense, 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 sly, niggas crip
They can die with a kill switch, kill shit
How you wanna deal with it?
Elevated, come in that motherfucker
For real with it

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
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

Bitches better duck from the buckin'
Of the double barrel 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 grip when I rip
Ain't that right? Skinny Pimp
Told you hoes before
Crazy as a motherfucker
Nigga you ain't know?
You better ask the last fuck bitch
Did not catch a charge
Kickin' her down yeah straight
Through the floor
Kill, First 48 all up in my mind
666, 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 6ix 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

Police don't wanna hear a pin drop
Make yo bitch call
Make this to a murder plot
We back up in that hoe again, fuck yo God
Prayin' to your faith with yo Christ mane
Got me bored in the psychoward daily
Hitlist: Legion, Lucifer, Satan
Koop got to kill you bitches
Christian shizzit breaks my heart
Got him lookin' distraught then I'm
Robbing everything he owns

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 the pocket so
My heater may 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 'em off
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
When come on the scene
And set fire at the party
Everybody can bleed
They can die, they can die
They can die, they can die, die
It's like I bit 'em and put venom in 'em
And then I'm on a nigga
Kill 'em till I'm finished with 'em
Finished with '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

Six hundred and sixty six
Six hundred and sixty six
Six hundred and 666, six hundred and 666
Six hundred and 666, six hundred and 666
Six hundred and 666, six hundred and 666
Yeah!