Luyện nghe bài hát Accident Murderers

You cocked
You you had it planned
You thought you had man
He saw you coming, he ran when you tried to blast 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, finished
You the life of him
The part it that's crazy, you was aight with him
Tight him, why was he in the way
Why was he standing to the enemy that specific day
His style hollas loud, stays reclusive
dude, got that look like he always about to do shit
Side of his mouth toothpick, one raised
Got into it with dude who still to live out his old wild out days
never had no probs
Somehow they rubbed each other wrong a bad massage
These two different had to collide
Niggas could not aim and niggas died
You ask why, of a

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

We grew up doing
Now hollow getting heated
Seated in foreign cars, constantly getting
to count profits
I they got on binoculars
But fuck em all, we balling til they come us up
Twenty to life; I'm clubbing, twenty tonight
We the mob, Bob Marlin' all through the night
to wealth, never cold turkey to war
Snatch a tec off the shelf, live forever; that's
of a rich nigga;
Sweat suits, gold chains, old drug
New Benz, rims are for show, killer
You niggas accidental, shoppers in back of the
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 your soul
This forty-five in
God and I don't

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

murderer, accident murderer
You just an murderer

Yo, for my nigga got killed, got hit up
Vodka on the concrete
Light a swisha, we ya
And for girl who never 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, I'm guessing
Tell me who you
Shooters I knew when they was babies
I to test them
Make em throw up hands, choke em out playing wrestling
Watch em to a man
I see now they repping
But cold-blooded, homie
Wondering where the went
Can't with these little niggas, gangsta little niggas
Can't hang with these little niggas, they killing, reckless
Wish I build with him, but will he change really
Some killers
I of Wayne Perry
of my nigga Drawz
But you a name to me you ain't mean to kill him

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