Gucci Mane - Murder For Fun Lyrics
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    Murder For Fun

    [Intro: Ox]
    Ital, original Don Dada say
    The motherfuckin saga just begun
    WARNING! Warning, cinder boots
    Sunk in the mud, I am

    [Hook: Ox]
    (Killin, killin, killin) The original, WAR! So
    Kill dem pussy, we kill dem fi fun
    Killin a pussy, we kill dem fi fun
    Killin pussy, we kill dem fi fun
    Send a man, no mind our business or die tonight
    Or tell him ass again that 'im end soon come
    Before 'im come, mi Gucci Mane come
    Before 'im come, de Don Dada come
    When we come, it's a battle gun come
    Pussy gwan see we, and started to run
    But - nowhere to 'ide, me-say nowhere to run
    Infrared light might dead 'pon we gun
    See 'im place the spot them a dead 'im fall down so
    Kill him pussy, we kill dem fi fun
    Killin a pussy, kill dem fi fun

    [Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
    Man I murder fo' fun but my job is never done
    From morning morn' to the setting of the sun
    Bad men come come, come get murdered for fun
    The hundred round drum in my tommy gun
    Be a cat in the Hum' I'll cut out your tongue
    Me and Ox, man we murder fo' fun
    Talk talk bad man, come get murdered fo' fun
    The Gucci Mane, man I murder fo' fun
    See my momma ain't raised no bitch-ass nigga
    Never heard Gucci Mane no snitch-ass nigga
    When you dealin with a vet, don't bring a rookie
    Tell Young Jeezy that I smell pussy
    The top shotter with the Don Dada
    The whole hood is a done daddah
    M holla to the state of Nevada
    Put a hole in your fuckin oblongota pussy


    [Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
    Big Cat is a Army, better yet a Navy
    Try to kill Gucci Mane, bitch it ain't gravy

    Tell Jeezy it's a bullet with his name on it
    A ten thousand dollar hit, he put my chain on it
    Ye ain't heard about it? You ain't seen the news?
    Ye ain't read the paper? You fuckin player hater
    Bird brain-ass nigga perpetratin the boss
    Might think you won one but you really done lost, bitch!



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