[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
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
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