Luyện nghe bài hát Accident Murderers

You back
You you had it planned
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 boys on the was who your bullets entered
Two of em through but one didn't, son's finished
You took the of him
The part about it crazy, you was aight with him
with him, why was he in the way
Why was he standing next to the that specific 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 it with dude who still tried to live out his old wild out days
They had no probs
Somehow they each other wrong like a bad massage
These two personalities had to collide
Niggas could not aim and niggas died
You ask why, of a

Accident murderer, act like you killed on
brag, you put work in
You ain't to murk him
Your a virgin
Streets are of em
the bulletin
Accident
You just an accident

We grew up graffiti
Now heads getting heated
Seated in cars, constantly getting weeded
Proceeded to count
I they got on binoculars
But em all, we balling til they come lock us up
Twenty to life; I'm clubbing, twenty tonight
We the mob, Bob Marley all through the night
Addicted to wealth, never cold to war
Snatch a tec off the shelf, forever; that's Insh'Allah
Memoirs of a rich
suits, gold chains, old drug dealers
New Benz, chrome rims are for show,
You niggas accidental, shoppers in back of the
Pay your tithes, stay alive, be dodging my clique
Cut a check; I use your for some bargaining chips
In a hole, sell your home, nigga go sell soul
This in control
God and I don't

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
murderer
You just an accident

Accident murderer, murderer
You just an accident

Yo, for my that 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 they kill that beautiful sista
Violent adolescents, with weapons
Not a lot of knowledge inside of they minds, I'm guessing
me who you impressing
Shooters I knew them when they was
I used to test
Make em throw up they hands, em out playing wrestling
Watch em to a man
I see them now repping
But cold-blooded, homie
Wondering where the respect
play with these little niggas, gangsta little niggas
Can't hang these little niggas, they killing, they reckless
Wish I could build with him, but he change really
Some killers
I think of Wayne
Think of my Drawz
But you a name to me you ain't mean to kill him

Accident murderer, act you killed on purpose
Liars brag, you put in
You mean to murk him
gun's a virgin
Streets are of em
the bulletin
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