Luyện nghe bài hát Crime Scene

The fuck is wrong with niggaz
You think shit is a game nigga
Like it ain't about murder and cocaine
The fuck is wrong wit

It's Murder Inc
With some Dave Bing
Stop it fucked up

Yo the first dollar for me, I admit it the did it
Murder came with it, nice cars and dime
out late, nicknamed the milk-crate
But on a bad note came time and jam nines

Can you the rhyme, feel a thug trying to shine?
On the grind, you keep your ass in line
from the get-get-go nigga, say it ain't so nigga
You was me through your window nigga

Doing crimes, selling for dimes
Middle finger in the air screamin', fuck one
As you out, don't got the balls to speak out
Scary reach out, scream and pull the glock out

Cock it back, then your crew to relax
Take a deep breathe, now take six to the
Ten to the neck, just in case you wearin' a
And that's the sixteen coppin' in safeen

when you see Tah
Bet I'm a fifth and a full clip
At any given to flip on some bullshit
Spit it sick, flowin' like alien and I'm way flashin'

So if you see crumbs nigga, get to
I mastered the game, aim put two in you
Slappin' your dame, jump in the range
For hover dough

gunnin' the floor like a calico
Let it rip, reload and spit a more
you a reason to run, oh, you gung-ho
I hope y'all niggaz really ready 'cuz my is heavy
And feel no petty for those in a box
Nigga peep it and watch, how the sun glisten on

I on the blocks and hustle for scraps
But now I'm on some
Keep your eyes on the cash, gimme
Where they at, y'all niggaz it
We right here, let me make myself
Nigga we can't be touched, the y'all want

From rob men rob grown men
And be the one hustlin' the one come in
The worst niggaz cock and spit for gin
'Til the day we win niggaz is gonna fall from Hall
who seen it all, this is war
The ain't the same no more

Niggaz came to keep the but [unverified] on the floor
Let's explore, quick on the draw is the law
The fuck you set rules for it's the streets
My code is the heat plus we all eat
Take a seat and watch the streets get runned by
Now up and watch my hustlin' niggaz rush the club

Automatic love, fingerprints, clubs b, 38
Motherfucker, do you me?
Ronnie Bump with a four-five that leave you lonely
My will be your homeys
Pop the glock and you know me

I was only fourteen, my thing
Gettin' cream in Jamaica
Niggaz scheme for dreams
Come clean, if not, you gots to get

me the ooh-op, and let me hold down the block
Fuck cops, I pump crack on back blocks
Lace shots, at them niggaz, snap box
Black Child couldn't go play with the

'Cuz I was too busy pumpin' up jums in the buildin'
While most went to school to maintain
I was in the cookin' up cocaine
The game got me, at eighteen I got

Caught a body and up his house party
Time to relocate, I better transport my
Pick up all my papes and out of state
Catch me in Virginia, I ain't gonna never
Unless I'm dead or
And that's somethin' to nigga

Yo, it ain't but murder one
Niggaz holdin' they and bustin' 'em
My niggaz foul son, we spray up the
And bystanders numb and brain dumb

heard the shots but where they comin' from
I squeezed off and hit his up, my aim's off
But fuck it, rob the block for twelve hundred
So I came off, if it's murder you want, murder I give

Makin' it for niggaz to live for you and your kids
No question, murder dog
I'm runnin' through you and the Lord I never prayed for
God I'm layin' for him, bustin' at the sky

My aim's on him, my man Kurt died the on him
You better believe him, killin' dead for this dream
By any means I'm deadin' your team, destroyin' your
Now hows 'bout nigga, oh, goin' all out for the dough

Yo, I show out, fuck around and get out
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