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 tried to that man
You missed him by inches, he
Some of his boys on the corner was who your 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 enemy specific day
His style hollas loud, stays reclusive
Good dude, got that look like he about to do shit
Side of his toothpick, one eyebrow raised
Got into it with dude who still to live out his old wild out days
They never had no
Somehow they rubbed each other like a bad massage
two different personalities had to collide
Niggas not aim and innocent niggas died
You ask why, of a

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

We grew up graffiti
Now heads getting heated
Seated in foreign cars, getting weeded
Proceeded to profits
I they got on binoculars
But fuck em all, we balling til come lock us up
Twenty to life; I'm clubbing, blowing 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; Insh'Allah
Memoirs of a nigga;
Sweat suits, chains, old drug dealers
New Benz, rims are for show, killer
You niggas accidental, shoppers in of the limo
Pay your tithes, alive, can't 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 forgives and I

Accident murderer, act you killed on purpose
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 accident

Accident murderer, murderer
You just an murderer

Yo, for my that got killed, got hit up
spills on the concrete
Light a swisha, we ya
And for that who never made it home, shot in the dome
How they gon' that beautiful sista
Violent adolescents, with weapons
Not a lot of knowledge inside of they minds, that I'm
me who you impressing
Shooters I knew them they was babies
I to test them
Make em throw up they hands, choke em out playing
em grow to a man
I see them now repping
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
Wish I could build him, but will he change really
Some real
I think of Perry
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 ain't mean to him
Your a virgin
are full of em
Read the
Accident murderer, act you killed on purpose
brag, you put work in
You ain't mean to him
Your gun's a
Streets are of em
the bulletin
Accident
You just an murderer