Luyện nghe bài hát Accident Murderers

You cocked
You you had it planned
You you had your man
He saw you coming, he ran when you tried to blast man
You missed him by inches, he
of his boys on the corner was who your bullets entered
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 with him
Tight him, why was he in the way
Why was he standing to the enemy that specific day
His style never hollas loud, stays
Good dude, got that look like he always to do shit
Side of his mouth toothpick, one raised
Got into it with dude who still tried to live out his old out days
They had no probs
Somehow they rubbed each other wrong like a bad
These two personalities had to collide
Niggas could not aim and innocent niggas
You ask why, of a

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

We grew up graffiti
Now hollow heads getting
Seated in foreign cars, constantly getting
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 through the
Addicted to wealth, cold turkey to war
a tec off the shelf, live forever; that's Insh'Allah
Memoirs of a nigga;
suits, gold 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 your bitch for some bargaining
In a hole, sell your home, nigga go sell your
This forty-five in
God forgives and I

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

Accident murderer, murderer
You just an accident

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 gon' kill that beautiful sista
Violent adolescents, homicidal with
Not a lot of knowledge inside of they minds, that I'm
Tell me who you
Shooters I knew them when they was
I used to test
Make em throw up they hands, choke em out wrestling
Watch em to a man
I see them now repping
But cold-blooded, homie
Wondering where the went
Can't with these little niggas, gangsta little niggas
Can't hang with these niggas, they killing, they reckless
I could build with him, but will he change really
Some killers
I of Wayne Perry
Think of my Drawz
But you aren't a to me you ain't mean to kill him

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