[Intro: Bizzy Bone (DJ Paul)]
You already know
Bone Thug is in the building (Da Mafia 6ix up in here)
Put your motherf**ing lighters in the air (Yeah)
Fully automatic b**h I put a bullet in your head
(It's bout to go down, the world been waitin on this)
(Mafia 6, Bone, SpaceGhostPurrp, J-Green, let's go)
[Bridge: SpaceGhostPurrp]
Murder on my f**ing mind, I think about it all the time
Murder on my f**ing mind, I think about it all the time
[Hook x2: SpaceGhostPurrp]
Gone up off that sh** my n***a, don't you know I'm f**ed up?
Run up on you with that nine, I don't f** with bustas
Gone up off that sh** my n***a, don't you know I'm f**ed up?
Run up on you with that nine, I don't f** with bustas
[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
I got Glocks, Tec-9s
Shoot you in your motherf**ing face
These haters better run
Cause I'm gunning automatic with a extra clip on my waist
These n***as bout to beat it
Chop 'em with the choppa, get the chalk up in the body bag
Body bag, body bag, we some hood n***as, we ain't got a body bag
Put his a** in a motherf**ing glad bag
To be honest I'm really glad his a** 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 he answers send their a** straight to hell
They ain't had sh** to do with it, oh well!
But b**h shoot up your jaws that ain't f**ing tell
If I'm mad at one than I'm grabbing my gun
And a motherf**in body gon' be there
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Bizzy Bone]
Half of these n***as they don't put in any rhyme
Laugh at these n***as, they don't put in any time
Put a foot up in yo a**, I put a gun in every line
Fully automatic stepping to the static every time
Take you n***as every time, subliminal the criminal
When everybody dies, see the spirit [?]
If the spirit should be mine, I'mma fight up in this mothaf**a
Riot in this mothaf**a, k**ing every enemy I see
Gimme my nine, hit 'em with the kinda little bullets that'll duck you from the bridges to the pond
[?] fence to the zig zag line
Get tense, I'm relentless, I put a bullet in his mind
Not a bully but I'm tough from the grit and the grime
n***as slick, n***as slime, n***as crip, they can die
With a k** switch, k** sh**, how you wanna deal with it?
Elevator, come in that motherf**er, for real n***a
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Gangsta Boo]
b**hes better duck from the buckin' of the double barrel
Pump plus a trunk for a n***a that'll slip
n***as know the business when I'm all in Memphis
Never love a rookie s**er, take a n***a grip when I rip
Ain't that right? Skinny Pimp told you hoes before
Crazy as a motherf**er, n***a ye ain't know?
You better ask the last f** [?]
I catch a charge, kickin' her down, yeah straight through the floor
k**, first forty-eight all up in my mind
Six six six, see it all up in the sky
SpaceGhostPurrp all black on with the mask on
You can tell a k**er lookin' in his eyes
Mafia Six with the Evil sh**
Burn a n***a 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 b**h
[Verse 4: Koopsta Knicca]
Please don't worry, her pant drop
Make yo b**h go flesh knob
Make this to a murder plot
We back up in the hood then f** yo God
Gangbang until you envision the Christ, mane
And put you in the sack until it's day lit
Hitlist, Nigel, Lucifer, Satan
Who got to k** you b**hes
Christian shizzit breaks my heart
Come look at the stars
Then I'm bucking every single
[Verse 5: Krayzie Bone]
Money owed, so it's murder on my mind
Finger itchin' on the trigger of my nine millimeter
I'm a k**er if the murder make me richer
You'll for certain be the victim if it make a n***a 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 tha pocket so my heater, may it shine
But let's face it, every time a n***a made it
You got the jealous tryna to take it
So you gotta s**er shake it, shake 'em off
Finna stay strapped you may have to break a bone
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
[?] on the scene
[?] build a fire at the party, everybody can bleed
They can die, they can die
They can die, they can die, die
It's like I been 'em and put venom in 'em
And then I'm on a n***a, k** 'em till I'm finished wit 'em
Finished wit '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
[Outro: DJ Paul]
Six hundred and sixty six, six hundred and sixty six
Six hundred and 666, six hundred and 666 (x2)