Luyện nghe bài hát Accident Murderers

You back
You thought you had it
You you had your man
He saw you coming, he ran you tried to blast that 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 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 next to the that specific day
His never hollas loud, stays reclusive
Good dude, got that look he always about to do shit
Side of his mouth toothpick, one raised
Got into it with who still tried to live out his old wild out days
They had no probs
Somehow they rubbed each other wrong like a bad
These two different had to collide
Niggas not aim and innocent niggas died
You ask why, of a

Accident murderer, act you killed on purpose
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

We up doing graffiti
Now hollow heads getting
Seated in cars, constantly getting weeded
to count profits
I know they got on
But fuck em all, we til they come lock us up
Twenty to life; I'm clubbing, blowing tonight
We the mob, Bob Marley all through the night
Addicted to wealth, cold turkey to war
Snatch a tec off the shelf, forever; that's Insh'Allah
Memoirs of a rich
Sweat suits, gold chains, old dealers
New Benz, chrome 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 bitch for some bargaining chips
In a hole, sell home, nigga go sell your soul
This forty-five in
God and I don't

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

Accident murderer, accident
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 made it home, shot in the dome
How they gon' kill that sista
adolescents, homicidal with weapons
Not a lot of knowledge inside of they minds, I'm guessing
me who you impressing
Shooters I them when they was babies
I used to them
Make em throw up they hands, choke em out playing
em grow to a man
I see them now they
But cold-blooded, homie
Wondering where the went
Can't play with these little niggas, little niggas
Can't with these little niggas, they killing, they reckless
I could build with him, but will he change really
Some real
I think of Wayne
Think of my nigga
But you aren't a name to me you ain't mean to him

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