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 tried to that man
You him by inches, he sprinted
Some of his boys on the corner was who your bullets
Two of em pull through but one didn't, son's
You took the of him
The part about it that's crazy, you was aight him
Tight him, why was he in the way
Why was he standing next to the that specific day
His style never hollas loud, reclusive
Good dude, got that look like he always about to do
of his mouth toothpick, one eyebrow raised
Got into it with who still tried to live out his old wild out days
They never had no
Somehow they rubbed each wrong like a bad massage
These two personalities had to collide
Niggas could not aim and innocent died
You ask why, of a

Accident murderer, act like you killed on
brag, you put work in
You mean to murk him
Your a virgin
are full of em
Read the
Accident
You just an murderer

We grew up graffiti
Now hollow getting heated
Seated in foreign cars, getting weeded
Proceeded to profits
I know they got on
But fuck em all, we balling til come lock us up
to life; I'm clubbing, blowing twenty tonight
We the mob, Bob Marley Marlin' all the night
to wealth, never cold turkey to war
Snatch a tec off the shelf, live that's Insh'Allah
Memoirs of a rich
suits, gold chains, old drug dealers
New Benz, rims are for show, killer
You niggas accidental, shoppers in of the limo
Pay your tithes, stay alive, can't be my clique
Cut a check; I use your bitch for bargaining chips
In a hole, sell your home, nigga go sell soul
This in control
God forgives and I

Accident murderer, act like you killed on
Liars brag, you put in
You ain't mean to him
Your a virgin
Streets are of em
the bulletin
Accident
You an accident murderer

Accident murderer, murderer
You just an murderer

Yo, for my that got killed, got hit up
Vodka spills on the
a swisha, we miss ya
And for that girl who made it home, shot in the dome
How they kill that beautiful sista
Violent adolescents, homicidal with
Not a lot of knowledge inside of they minds, I'm guessing
me who you impressing
Shooters I knew them they was babies
I used to test
Make em throw up they hands, em out playing wrestling
em grow to a man
I see now they repping
But they cold-blooded,
Wondering the respect went
Can't play these little niggas, gangsta little niggas
Can't hang with these little niggas, they killing, they
Wish I could build him, but will he change really
Some killers
I of Wayne Perry
Think of my Drawz
But you aren't a name to me you ain't to kill him

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