Luyện nghe bài hát Accident Murderers

You cocked
You thought you had it
You thought you had man
He saw you coming, he ran when you to blast that man
You missed him by inches, he
Some of his boys on the was who your bullets entered
Two of em through but one didn't, son's finished
You took the of him
The part about it that's crazy, you was aight him
with him, why was he in the way
Why was he standing next to the enemy specific day
His style never loud, stays reclusive
Good dude, got that look like he about to do shit
of his mouth toothpick, one eyebrow raised
Got into it with dude who tried to live out his old wild out days
never had no probs
Somehow they rubbed each other like a bad massage
These two different personalities had to
Niggas could not aim and innocent died
You ask why, of a

murderer, act like you killed on purpose
Liars brag, you put in
You ain't to murk him
gun's a virgin
Streets are of em
Read the
murderer
You just an accident

We grew up graffiti
Now hollow heads heated
Seated in foreign cars, constantly weeded
Proceeded to count
I know got on binoculars
But fuck em all, we balling til they come us up
Twenty to life; I'm clubbing, blowing tonight
We the mob, Bob Marlin' all through the night
to wealth, never cold turkey to war
Snatch a tec off the shelf, live that's Insh'Allah
Memoirs of a nigga;
Sweat suits, chains, old drug dealers
New Benz, chrome rims are for show,
You niggas accidental, in back of the limo
Pay your tithes, stay alive, be dodging my clique
Cut a check; I use bitch for some bargaining chips
In a hole, sell your home, nigga go your soul
This in control
God forgives and I

murderer, act like you killed on purpose
Liars brag, you put in
You mean to murk him
Your gun's a
are full of em
Read the
Accident
You just an accident

Accident murderer, murderer
You just an murderer

Yo, for my nigga got killed, got hit up
Vodka spills on the
Light a swisha, we ya
And for girl who never made it home, shot in the dome
How they kill that beautiful sista
Violent adolescents, with weapons
Not a lot of knowledge inside of they minds, that I'm
Tell me who you
Shooters I knew them they was babies
I used to test
Make em throw up they hands, em out playing wrestling
Watch em to a man
I see them now they
But cold-blooded, homie
Wondering where the went
Can't play with these little niggas, gangsta niggas
Can't hang with these little niggas, killing, they reckless
Wish I could with him, but will he change really
Some killers
I think of Perry
of my nigga Drawz
But you aren't a to me you ain't mean to kill him

Accident murderer, act like you on purpose
Liars brag, you put in
You ain't to murk him
Your gun's a
are full of em
Read the
Accident murderer, act you killed on purpose
Liars brag, you put in
You mean to murk him
Your a virgin
are full of em
Read the
murderer
You just an accident