Welcome mutha fuckaz, to Murda Fo Free, I be Saint Sinna.
Ha-Ha-Haaaa. Tha Klepto, Bio Killaz, 2-Double-0-To Tha-3
Ima set the record straight, I don’t try and be black This is me mutha fucka, this is how I really act In fact I react with a full blown attack Beatin’ up your dad over a cigarette pack A Thug in the country bitch, don’t ask questions Spittin’ all the wrong lessons in these rap sessions Cuz yeah ima dawg, thoroughbred rot wilier Your woman wants to fuck me that makes her the pedophiler I got more gang ties than tha mutha fuckin’ Godfather You wanna start shit bitch? Don’t even bother Just stay home it makes it a lot more easier Cuz my glock is my baby gurl, I love squeezin’er We rap for fun and we kill to get paid Takin’ you greasy mutha fuckaz out like cascade
Gangsta, Gangsta, Tell’em that it’s on We da Killaz On The Run so grab a mutha fuckin gun (Repeated) Now I’m straight thuggin’, straight mean muggin’ You best tell ya mutha fuckin’ homeboy to stop buggin’ Cuz I’ll pistol whip his mutha fuckin’ bitch face chin Stomp in his guts a little, then I do it again Cuz fuck you, hit you wit a one two Ya ass is on the news cuz tha cops dunno where I stuck you Nigga you done did it, who you think you kiddin? Don’tcha worry about ya family Saint Sinna’z babysittin’ Honky got pissed so I took care of ya Prematurely bury ya, In the cemetaria Check tha name suckaz, Bio Killaz fo real We live up to tha killa part of tha mutha fuckin deal We not Bone Thugz, but we thugs to tha bone Once we start threatenin’ with chrome, Nigga, It’s On
Gangsta, Gangsta, Tell’em that it’s on We da Killaz On The Run so grab a mutha fuckin gun (Repeated)
So we back once again, this time we makin’ noise And It’s On like a fat bitch on a ride at Cedar Point We mutha fuckin’ niggaz known as the Bio Killaz (Tha what?) Killaz, Killaz, Killaz That’s right muh fuckaz remember tha name Cuz it’s our time to gain fame in tha rap game Lyrics to ya brain, I’m rammin’ it, and cramming it And slammin’ it, God dammin’ it Legally psycho for failing anger management That’s why, before any mutha fuckaz every heard of ya I’ll murder ya, Yeah that’s right lemme repeat it, I’ll murder ya I don’t give a fuck about nuthin, tick tockin’ like a bomb And about to blow up in your face cuz it’s on
Saint Sinno, Saint Sizzle, Saint Sinna Takin’ out you weak all before dinna I’m a digital thug, and you bitches all 8-Tracks I stick in ya mind like tha duck from Aflac A baseball bat upside ya mutha fuckin head You best step back before I do it again Mutha fuckaz spreadin' words that they know that ain't right I guess a night ain't a night unless it starts with a fight alright, that's tight, I'll fight til' dawn But tommorow's anotha day so best believe that It's On
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Ha-Ha-Haaaa. Tha Klepto, Bio Killaz, 2-Double-0-To Tha-3
Ima set the record straight, I don’t try and be black This is me mutha fucka, this is how I really act In fact I react with a full blown attack Beatin’ up your dad over a cigarette pack A Thug in the country bitch, don’t ask questions Spittin’ all the wrong lessons in these rap sessions Cuz yeah ima dawg, thoroughbred rot wilier Your woman wants to fuck me that makes her the pedophiler I got more gang ties than tha mutha fuckin’ Godfather You wanna start shit bitch? Don’t even bother Just stay home it makes it a lot more easier Cuz my glock is my baby gurl, I love squeezin’er We rap for fun and we kill to get paid Takin’ you greasy mutha fuckaz out like cascade
Gangsta, Gangsta, Tell’em that it’s on We da Killaz On The Run so grab a mutha fuckin gun (Repeated) Now I’m straight thuggin’, straight mean muggin’ You best tell ya mutha fuckin’ homeboy to stop buggin’ Cuz I’ll pistol whip his mutha fuckin’ bitch face chin Stomp in his guts a little, then I do it again Cuz fuck you, hit you wit a one two Ya ass is on the news cuz tha cops dunno where I stuck you Nigga you done did it, who you think you kiddin? Don’tcha worry about ya family Saint Sinna’z babysittin’ Honky got pissed so I took care of ya Prematurely bury ya, In the cemetaria Check tha name suckaz, Bio Killaz fo real We live up to tha killa part of tha mutha fuckin deal We not Bone Thugz, but we thugs to tha bone Once we start threatenin’ with chrome, Nigga, It’s On
Gangsta, Gangsta, Tell’em that it’s on We da Killaz On The Run so grab a mutha fuckin gun (Repeated)
So we back once again, this time we makin’ noise And It’s On like a fat bitch on a ride at Cedar Point We mutha fuckin’ niggaz known as the Bio Killaz (Tha what?) Killaz, Killaz, Killaz That’s right muh fuckaz remember tha name Cuz it’s our time to gain fame in tha rap game Lyrics to ya brain, I’m rammin’ it, and cramming it And slammin’ it, God dammin’ it Legally psycho for failing anger management That’s why, before any mutha fuckaz every heard of ya I’ll murder ya, Yeah that’s right lemme repeat it, I’ll murder ya I don’t give a fuck about nuthin, tick tockin’ like a bomb And about to blow up in your face cuz it’s on
Saint Sinno, Saint Sizzle, Saint Sinna Takin’ out you weak all before dinna I’m a digital thug, and you bitches all 8-Tracks I stick in ya mind like tha duck from Aflac A baseball bat upside ya mutha fuckin head You best step back before I do it again Mutha fuckaz spreadin' words that they know that ain't right I guess a night ain't a night unless it starts with a fight alright, that's tight, I'll fight til' dawn But tommorow's anotha day so best believe that It's On
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