Luyện nghe bài hát Accident Murderers

You back
You thought you had it
You you had your man
He saw you coming, he ran when you to blast that man
You him by inches, he sprinted
Some of his on the corner was who your bullets entered
Two of em pull but one didn't, son's finished
You took the 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 next to the enemy that day
His style hollas loud, stays reclusive
Good dude, got that like he always about to do shit
of his mouth toothpick, one eyebrow raised
Got into it with dude who still tried to live out his old wild out
never 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 mean to murk him
Your a virgin
Streets are of em
the bulletin
Accident
You an accident murderer

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

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

murderer, accident murderer
You an accident murderer

Yo, for my that got killed, got hit up
spills on the concrete
Light a swisha, we ya
And for that girl who never it home, shot in the dome
How they gon' kill that sista
adolescents, homicidal with weapons
Not a lot of inside of they minds, that I'm guessing
Tell me who you
I knew them when they was babies
I used to them
em throw up they hands, choke em out playing wrestling
Watch em to a man
I see them now they
But they cold-blooded,
where the respect went
Can't play with these niggas, gangsta little niggas
hang with these little niggas, they killing, they reckless
Wish I could build him, but will he change really
Some real
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
brag, you put work in
You ain't to murk him
Your a virgin
are full of em
Read the
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
Accident
You just an murderer