Luyện nghe bài hát 3/2 Murder 1

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3 2 1 lyric at your door
3 2 Murder 1 lyric at your
6 million to die so I chose
3 2 1 lyric at your door

1 (Kane)

Lyrical buckshots to gangsta hip-hop got to
Fuck crooked cops got this glock so try to
I'm on some ill shit God is my witness
Watch a nigga get with the quickness
Kane & Abel will leave your ass hurting this pump
Wrap you up in a shower curtain and you in the trunk
?? wanna cuff me ??
The bank robber come thru drunker than a motherfucker
Caine run in your brain watch your body drain
Cut legs off for half-stepping in the game
snatch you, hurt you with this tech and this mac
Pumping on chest won't let you take another breath
murder is the issue
Watch these hot missles you
Splatchering your tissue
Its Kane with fire I gas on you and lit you
I'm getting paid off the services of
I'm out here bad I niggas who got grenades
how it is in New Orleans
Niggas don't go to in the morning
You get without warning
and they mama in this fucking game
Little g's get fronted QB's from Ben
?? keep on coming up short get shot up
In the
my gradmama watching the news to see my face
And if I catch case can
she don't understand slanging quarters
cause I to be a baller
I that cess smoke
the fire getting higher cut fingers off
And biting bitches like a
fantasies like Mariah

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2 (Abel)

You was the victim of a plot you got shot
You fucking clot your face popped
Pick up the
On Kane & Abel get blow
The murder rate
Talking all that shit couldn't let that shit
Sewed up your lips put the hot iron up your ass
Bitch show sense here respect
of penatentiary ?? will put your clic in check
What's this, hoes in my clothes
By my Cutlass, be thugs is trying to buck this
You miss, you bests to be in your curfew
I murder you brew just like my St. Ides commercial
My gangsta ass weed make your nose
Smoke these damage your eyes you be like Chinese
MC's take off as I
the mic sweating like Rambo machine gun
And I'm macking on your hoe on your little sister
I get stressed
send both bitches to the ?? switchers
The SKS hit ya ya bloody crime lab pictures
niggas apart like Kevin
on the when I come to town
Niggas better get the fuck from

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3 (Kane)

At funeral shows dead niggas got the hoes
shows fearing us got they face froze
I smoke a Newport sniffing fluid
?? up to do it
And when I did it you get it
Sitting, gripping on my tech and it sweat
I can the devil's hot breath on my neck
Buck buck to ass get you numb like Teddy Pendegrass
Fiening for quick cash, how long this gone last
Bucking to your chest like David
you stank like doo doo
And got who know that voodoo
Kane & Abel is the name and now you know the
2 to the for being greedy to the fucking game

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