Luyện nghe bài hát Accident Murderers

You back
You thought you had it
You thought you had man
He saw you coming, he ran you tried to blast that man
You him by inches, he sprinted
Some of his boys on the corner was who your entered
Two of em through but one didn't, son's finished
You the life of him
The part about it that's crazy, you was with 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 always about to do
Side of his toothpick, one eyebrow raised
Got it with dude who still tried to live out his old wild out days
They never had no
Somehow they rubbed each other like a bad massage
two different personalities had to collide
Niggas could not aim and niggas died
You ask why, of a

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
You just an accident

We up doing graffiti
Now hollow getting heated
Seated in foreign cars, constantly weeded
to count profits
I know they got on
But fuck em all, we balling til they come us up
to life; I'm clubbing, blowing twenty tonight
We the mob, Bob Marley Marlin' all the night
Addicted to wealth, cold turkey to war
Snatch a tec off the shelf, live forever; that's
of a rich nigga;
Sweat suits, chains, old drug dealers
New Benz, chrome are for show, killer
You accidental, shoppers in back of the limo
Pay tithes, stay alive, can't be dodging my clique
Cut a check; I use bitch for some bargaining chips
In a hole, sell your home, nigga go sell your
This forty-five in
God forgives and I

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

murderer, accident murderer
You just an murderer

Yo, for my nigga got killed, got hit up
spills on the concrete
Light a swisha, we ya
And for that girl who made it home, shot in the dome
How they gon' kill beautiful sista
Violent adolescents, homicidal with
Not a lot of knowledge inside of minds, that I'm guessing
me who you impressing
Shooters I them when they was babies
I used to them
Make em throw up they hands, choke em out wrestling
Watch em to a man
I see now they repping
But cold-blooded, homie
Wondering the respect went
Can't with these little niggas, gangsta little niggas
Can't hang with these niggas, they killing, they reckless
Wish I could build with him, but will he really
Some real
I think of Wayne
Think of my Drawz
But you a name 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 like you on purpose
brag, you put work in
You ain't to murk him
Your a virgin
are full of em
Read the
Accident
You just an accident