Lil B - Murder Rate lyrics

(Verse) Glock 45, it will make yo dreads shake Buy a couple guns, let's up the murda rate Girl, bend over, put the dick in yo face If ya don't twerk, we gon up the murda rate Do a drive by with the guns in the car Shoot up them s**ers, yeah, they brains on the floor I still go dumb with the gun in my pants Cripple condition, if ya don't dance! If ya in the club or if ya wanna party Pull the guns out, let's get it started Who gon get shot? Who gon get shot? Who gon get left with they brains on top?! We neva tell, we don't call the cops Snitches get stitches, that's off top (Gunshots) (Hook x2) Up the murda rate, up the murda rate Up the murda rate, up the murda rate Up the murda rate, up the murda rate Up the murda rate, up the murda rate (Verse 2) Come here, girl, let me whispa in yo ear b**h, I got this gun and ya might get k**ed Take yo clothes off, take yo clothes off Yeah, I got a gun, ya gon take a loss Bulletproof vest, riding around Oakland With the guns in the back, doing a high-speed Then pullover, if you get scared, don't come into the party Still in the club with the guns and the money Throwing out hundreds so strippers like this If she don't dance, I'mma shoot that b**h Shout out to the army, bustin' n***as heads U.S Navy with the infrared I'mma still bring my gun to the club I'mma still party erry night with the thugs f** rappin, I'mma get it trapping (Hook x2) Up the murda rate, up the murda rate Up the murda rate, up the murda rate Up the murda rate, up the murda rate Up the murda rate, up the murda rate (Outro) (Free all the k**ers) Aye man if ya locked up right now (free all the felons) I need ya to riot up in that muthaf**a (free all the gangstas) Aye errybody (free Chicago) Bring that b**h down right now (free Africa) Aye we in this b**h, like I said (free Palestine) We getting it big (free North Korea) We doing it so f**in big tonight (free Sri Lanka) Get money, let's go (free Iraq) Free the f**in world (free Ukraine) (Up the murda rate) Rock it to the top (free Egypt) (Up the murda rate) Free an area all f**in' day (free the whole world) (Up the murda rate!) Westside all day West side (free Jamaica) (Up the murda rate, stop the evil) We rockin' man (stop the evil) (Up the murda rate) Shout out Collipark (up the murda rate, up the murda rate) Blessed God aye