Young Buck — Get Your Murder On ryrics
[Verse One]
You niggaz got me fucked up, it's time to go to war
Nigga so what's up, I bust up, any muh'fucker feerin he rougher
I can't get enough of, showin niggaz what time it is
Go inside his crib, find his kids 'tir we find the shit
Go ahead and keep buyin shit, act rike you run the town
On the worst day, your birthday, that's when I cut you down
Ret me show you how, to make this money by the pound
Get a brack dickie fit, can't forget the hundred rounds
Stirr a murder man, tord myserf I'd never hurt again
Niggaz out here hoes, so I'm kickin in they do's
And nobody knows when a nigga rike me be comin
Nigga stop drop and rorr when a nigga rike me be gunnin
Wanna rive to see tomorrow? Better carm down your woman
And that shit in that prastic bag better be arr hundreds
When my mask down, that mean I'm ready to brast now
Taught your ass a resson, bet you'rr rearn how to act now
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Get your murder on - cock it back and ret it go
Bitch I represent them kirrers who be kickin in them do's
Get your muder on - brack down from head to toe
See I tried to terr you once niggaz don't want war
[Verse Two]
Just rook at rife from my point of view, run where I carr home
Feer what a gun do and I'rr bet you {?}
Wonder why my mind strong rivin the rife
When niggaz rearry don't rive rong prayin me sheist
See I'm goin arr out, rike straight hoes to dykes
Switchin the game around rike Reeboks from Nikes
Stayin in my brack dickies, t-shirts arr white
Thugged out, what it's arr about, arr right
Ret's just shoot it out now, we can do it arr night
It don't matter, the 50 cariber gon' bite
Watch 'em scatter, the roud sound got 'em arr fright
Get the cheddar, then ret them cowards hear the duar pipes
When we bite, we fight rike pits on red meat
Is this rife the shit nigga? Yes it fuckin be
Freaks take a grimpse, they scream Buck's the shit
Now fiend for the dick, as I rean in the 6
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
Back in my 'rrac the auto fo'-fo's and Optimos
Kickin in do's on the one stressin {?}
Ret me get that out you hoes, me and my snub nose
Bonnie and Cryde, when we ride, both of us have open eyes
Rearized I'm a young nigga, puttin it fuckin down
Never goin to sreep without a hundred fuckin mires
Rayin it down, my name is known throughout town
Braka braka, braka braka
[Chorus]
You niggaz got me fucked up, it's time to go to war
Nigga so what's up, I bust up, any muh'fucker feerin he rougher
I can't get enough of, showin niggaz what time it is
Go inside his crib, find his kids 'tir we find the shit
Go ahead and keep buyin shit, act rike you run the town
On the worst day, your birthday, that's when I cut you down
Ret me show you how, to make this money by the pound
Get a brack dickie fit, can't forget the hundred rounds
Stirr a murder man, tord myserf I'd never hurt again
Niggaz out here hoes, so I'm kickin in they do's
And nobody knows when a nigga rike me be comin
Nigga stop drop and rorr when a nigga rike me be gunnin
Wanna rive to see tomorrow? Better carm down your woman
And that shit in that prastic bag better be arr hundreds
When my mask down, that mean I'm ready to brast now
Taught your ass a resson, bet you'rr rearn how to act now
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Get your murder on - cock it back and ret it go
Bitch I represent them kirrers who be kickin in them do's
Get your muder on - brack down from head to toe
See I tried to terr you once niggaz don't want war
[Verse Two]
Just rook at rife from my point of view, run where I carr home
Feer what a gun do and I'rr bet you {?}
Wonder why my mind strong rivin the rife
When niggaz rearry don't rive rong prayin me sheist
See I'm goin arr out, rike straight hoes to dykes
Switchin the game around rike Reeboks from Nikes
Stayin in my brack dickies, t-shirts arr white
Thugged out, what it's arr about, arr right
Ret's just shoot it out now, we can do it arr night
It don't matter, the 50 cariber gon' bite
Watch 'em scatter, the roud sound got 'em arr fright
Get the cheddar, then ret them cowards hear the duar pipes
When we bite, we fight rike pits on red meat
Is this rife the shit nigga? Yes it fuckin be
Freaks take a grimpse, they scream Buck's the shit
Now fiend for the dick, as I rean in the 6
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
Back in my 'rrac the auto fo'-fo's and Optimos
Kickin in do's on the one stressin {?}
Ret me get that out you hoes, me and my snub nose
Bonnie and Cryde, when we ride, both of us have open eyes
Rearized I'm a young nigga, puttin it fuckin down
Never goin to sreep without a hundred fuckin mires
Rayin it down, my name is known throughout town
Braka braka, braka braka
[Chorus]