Luyện nghe bài hát Feelin the Hate - Ja Rule & The Murderers

* uncredited, but +probably+ Charli

[Funkmaster
Murder Inc

Murdah]
Y'all motherfuckers what this shit is
Take nigga (gimme that shit man)
Flex nigga
Murder Inc
Tah Murdah, Child, C.B., O1
And my nigga Ja

[Black & Tah Murdah]
Yeah put your motherfuckin in the air, we here
And it's money and all year
Yo it's nothing but the money, cash you feel us
A hundred mill is deep all black we
Nothing but the realer niggaz and we skrilla
So if you in the path or blockin the cash, and we blast
Bitch nigga throw em up, we still don't give a
This is Flex we party reckless you can't exit
And all my nillas if you willin to win it we in it
Throw your guns up, em up, and fuck keepin the chome tucked
Spit on some shit and shatted and your bones up
Cadillac Escalade sittin on dubs, up
We dro in the no-smoking sections
Toting weapons, sessions
Nigga better it or the paramedics be pressing on your chest
When you gasp for breathe minutes from death
Remorseless, never the less
When I spit shit'll rip through leather and vest
All my babies on Henny and Haze
Feel me baby, I was slingin twenties in the
Killers me, niggaz wanna see me in my grave
Niggaz make me, grab the milly and spray
I'm a Pov hustler, I'm from the Woodhull gutters
Which means still murda motherfucker

Ronnie Bumps]
Have you ever had a nigga runnin his mouth
That's a nigga that you kill, let him die south
Get in there, catch the body, spit it and
I'm druged up of an ounce of 'dro, I want
And the same niggaz who killed pops, kill em all
Stop, wait, the eight
Feelin the hate, walls out, get on one
Proper, killer, copper, has just begun

[C.B.]
What, what..
What the fuck, been a menace since +Volume
When I was un un un'nin, pussy coming
Who the fuck want it wit'cha
Chrome on a squad of ducks
Sittin fifty get wit me
Bitch hustle nigga, stripes
Me and Chi-ha a turnpike, turn right
Hit that brickball, hardcore, dog
I get in ya, fuck a stage, ya murderer these bars

As far as the dough go I'm hungry, I need this
I ain't sharin none of y'all, I'm killin niggaz instead
Poppin lead, somebody's gonna wind up
Hard drugs over the edge, I'm out of my
Y'all ready to die?
I'm layin niggaz down flat, be dead in the sky
ain't built for crime
Niggaz ain't built for street life, so fuck five
Fuck pigs, police, murda for life nigga

[Ja
Motherfuckers, I'm untearable and I'll on you
heat you spit, I spits that too
Put three in you, yo' name
It's really the Rule nigga pops them thangs
For real, it's in my ready to kill
nigga I happen to know you
It's about I expose you
The world over, you niggaz it's all over
Get ready, the hostile take over
You scared but don't
Cause I like my slugs in excess, and makes the wet steps
I, mack blooded and bitches I fucks love it
I'll your character and think nothin of it
I'm a Murderer, niggaz not value they life
Cause I'm a Murderer, niggaz best be to die
I'm a Murderer, niggaz scared it's all in they
Flex, I-N-C, it's murda for life

[Tah
My BJ
Bumps
My Pre
My nigga
Flex nigga
Funk nigga