(Get murdered)
Somebody gonna die tonight, it's the murda klan
[Hook] 4x
(My enemies get murdered and disposed of)
Somebody gonna die tonight, it's the murda klan
[Verse 1: Renizance]
They know what I be about
When I get through, the more of them gon' drop
Ain't nobody finna get away from them shots
When I come through with the damn murder block
Niggas ain't thinking they gon' get caught
Til I run up on em in they own block
Finna put the millimeter to they knot
Let it rain on em, watch them drop
Stickin em up
Them niggas better get ready to meet they fucking maker
Because I'm into spraying, I'mma take em to a fucking place
My niggas you know waiting and making a fucking mistake, taking they name on a plate
They ain't afraid of murder, mane
Fucking em all down
Serving all rounds
Niggas in outbound
Still in the background
Finna burn'em all down like on Waco compound
They don't really want it then them niggas better calm down
Everybody oughta know better than to be
Underestimating us
If they really wanna play with us, bang with us
I can see to it ever wanna get mad at us
Pistol packing the mag in a minute match
For the clap, finna put the mac in your abdomen
And after that niggas ain't acting too masculine
Niggas gon get ripped up, ran in an ambulance
Somebody gonna die tonight, it's the murda klan
[Hook] 4x
(My enemies get murdered and disposed of)
Somebody gonna die tonight, it's the murda klan
[Verse 1: Renizance]
They know what I be about
When I get through, the more of them gon' drop
Ain't nobody finna get away from them shots
When I come through with the damn murder block
Niggas ain't thinking they gon' get caught
Til I run up on em in they own block
Finna put the millimeter to they knot
Let it rain on em, watch them drop
Stickin em up
Them niggas better get ready to meet they fucking maker
Because I'm into spraying, I'mma take em to a fucking place
My niggas you know waiting and making a fucking mistake, taking they name on a plate
They ain't afraid of murder, mane
Fucking em all down
Serving all rounds
Niggas in outbound
Still in the background
Finna burn'em all down like on Waco compound
They don't really want it then them niggas better calm down
Everybody oughta know better than to be
Underestimating us
If they really wanna play with us, bang with us
I can see to it ever wanna get mad at us
Pistol packing the mag in a minute match
For the clap, finna put the mac in your abdomen
And after that niggas ain't acting too masculine
Niggas gon get ripped up, ran in an ambulance
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