Luyện nghe bài hát It's Murda

murda, ha ha ha
It's murda, we up in this muthafucka
It's

know who we be
(Aiyyo don't let me catch ya runnin' from the of BET either nigga)
My nigga on tha muthafuckin' ones and twos
Holla back you bitch ass

Yo, cocksucka', I get squat and post and tha nina'
In tha five series Beamer, dump and ya
I fell off on a misdemeanor, ride red over madina's
Take for genius

like Jesus Christ
My weakness always been bad bitches and new bills with
My thesis than extraordinary
And nigga that got shot nine times

Can tell ya that I don't give a fuck, I don't give a
God may I ask yo' permission to take his
This is man be I N C to R U L E extraordinary, one for tha ages

When sawed off with tha front of them gauges
To engage in combat, to you and fem where yo mom's at
Motherfucka you that?
And I ain't talkin' about them skies
I'm talkin' fire from

Or maybe the fifty cal you like five-oh
Or somewhere in Cal where you like to lay low
You bitch made, and I heard that bitch
You be slayin' up with, some where off of Sunset

Y'all haven't heard yet nigga change is loose
And I got proof, get it? I got
Yo vest is no use when we cock and
It's Murda, incorporated

It's Murda,
Fatal nigga
It's Murda,

these niggas crazy, reppin' him without me
A.I ain't in tha click, believe won't win without me
Yo, I'm lil' homies, frail but bold
from base to some bullshit like Jalen Rose

Got my blind D O G's brail and coats
Keep tha in tha winter I can't tell it's cold
Clean my set, pieced out tha tec
shots niggas catch like Wayne Cherbet

Son of a gangsta, dirty son I'm a bang ya
I'm tha truth with tha ox, gum on tha banger
Hussein, the only hoes chase tha thugs
Nigga Blade Part Two I got tha for blood

Log on Fatal.com, see fatal drop
More militant minded then y'all faded 'Pac rhymes
tha stick beam, suckin' tha stick green
Out tha or tha sunroof, buckin' tha sixteen

You a gangsta 'em, this is gangsta shit
And 50 you ain't nuthin' but a gangsta
Pac' have never did no song with no wanksta snitch
He confusin' y'all he ain't tha

We sex, money and you niggas
no playin' around with this rap shit
Banana clip, mack's spit bodies in plastic
This tha city tha skinny niggas die no
You heard my dogs this is tha city where tha skinny ride nigga

Plat, tha don
Believe we got this shit poppin' in this
it's good
And we into tha muthafuckin' club you punk walkin' out
Brick city, Rule, Rap-alot-mafia,
Yound D', Merc,

These niggas ain't for this gangsta shit right here
We been this shit for a long time
niggas got the streets confused nigga
We on this gangsta thug shit

Bitch ass niggas you know it is
Every time we touch tha muthafuckin' nigga
gonna be fire, fire on you niggas' asses
Niggas better gracefully bow tha fuck out

Hussein nigga, Rap-alot-mafia, nigga
M.I.B. nigga, Murder Inc
Rule we here baby, Brick Jerseys
Yeah, let's get it