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 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 about it 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 never loud, stays reclusive
Good dude, got that look like he always about to do
Side of his mouth toothpick, one eyebrow
Got into it with dude who still tried to live out his old wild out
They never had no
Somehow they rubbed each wrong like a bad massage
These two different personalities had to
Niggas could not aim and innocent died
You ask why, of a

Accident murderer, act like you on purpose
Liars brag, you put in
You ain't to murk him
Your a virgin
are full of em
Read the
murderer
You just an accident

We grew up doing
Now hollow heads heated
Seated in foreign cars, constantly getting
to count profits
I know got on binoculars
But fuck em all, we balling til come lock us up
Twenty to life; I'm clubbing, twenty tonight
We the mob, Bob Marley all through the night
Addicted to wealth, cold turkey to war
Snatch a tec off the shelf, live forever; Insh'Allah
Memoirs of a nigga;
Sweat suits, gold chains, old drug
New Benz, rims are for show, killer
You niggas accidental, in back 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, go sell your soul
This in control
God and I don't

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
the bulletin
Accident
You just an murderer

Accident murderer, 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 never it home, shot in the dome
How they gon' kill that beautiful
Violent adolescents, homicidal with
Not a lot of inside of they minds, that I'm guessing
me who you impressing
Shooters I knew when they was babies
I to test them
Make em throw up they hands, choke em out wrestling
em grow to a man
I see them now they
But they cold-blooded,
Wondering the respect went
Can't play with these little niggas, gangsta little
Can't hang with these little niggas, killing, they reckless
I could build with him, but will he change really
Some real
I think of Wayne
Think of my Drawz
But you aren't a name to me you ain't mean to him

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 murderer, act 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 just an murderer