Luyện nghe bài hát It's Murda (Freestyle)

It's Murda, it's Murda, we up in this muthafuckar
It's Murda y'all who we be, yeah, aiyyo don't let me catch, ya Runnin' from the back of BET either nigga, my nigga, Fatal
On tha muthafuckin' ones and twos, back you bitch ass, niggaz

Yo, cock sucka', I get squat and post and cocked tha
In tha five beamer, dump and lean, ya, I fell off on
A misdemeanor ride red black madina's take crazy for genuis
Hated like Jesus Christ, my weakness always been bad bitches
And new bills Krisis', my thesis more than extraordinary

And that nigga that got shot nine times can tell ya' that I
Give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, God may I ask yo'
To his life this is a man be I N C to R U L E extrordinary one
For tha ages when then sawed off with tha front of gauges
To in combat, to send you and fem where yo, moms at

Motherfuckar you that and I ain't talkin' about them heaven
skies, I'm talkin' about them fire from nines or maybe
The fifty call you like five, oh, or maybe somewhere in Cal
Where you to lay low you bitch made and I heard about that bitch
You be layin' up with some where off of Sunset

haven't heard yet that nigga, change is Loose and I got
Proof, get it, I got Proof, yo, vest is no use we cock and flame
It's Murda, yeah, Murda incorporated, Murda, yeah
Hussein Fatal nigga, it's

Muthafuckas, Rule these niggas, reppin' him without me
A.I ain't in tha click believe they win without me, yo, I'm small
Lil' homies frail but bold went from to some bullshit
Like Jalen Rose got my D O Gs readin' brail and coats
Keep tha heat in tha I can't tell it's cold clean my set
out flame tha tec

Throw shots out niggas catch like Wayne Cherbet, son of a gangsta Talk dirty son I'm a bang ya, I'm tha with tha ox
Keep gum on tha banger, Hussein the reason hoes chase
Tha thugs, nigga part two I got tha taste for blood
Log on 'Fatal.com', see fatal drop bombs more minded
Then y'all with Pac Rhymes

Clucthing tha beam, suckin' tha stick green out tha window
Or tha sunroof, buckin' tha you ain't a gangsta 'em'
This is gangsta shit and 50 you ain't nuthin' but a bitch
Pac would have never did no with no wanksta snicth
He confusin' ya'll he ain't tha shit we sex, money and
You niggas, ain't no playin' around with rap shit
Banana clip, mack's spit bodies rap up in

This tha city tha skinny niggas die, no
You heard my dogs this is tha where tha skinny, niggas
Ride nigga, Hussein tha don, we got this shit poppin'
In this muthafucka Rule it's good and we into tha club
You punk niggas, walkin' out brick city, Rule, Rap a lot,
Murda, Yound D', Merc, Exsaless, these niggas, ain't ready for Gansta shit right here, we been doing this shit for a long time

Ya'll niggas got the streets confused, nigga, we been on
Gansta shit, bitch ass, niggas you know what it is
Every we touch tha muthafuckin' booth, nigga
It's gonna be fire, on you niggas asses, niggas, better
Gracefully bow tha fuck out nigga, Hussein nigga
Rap a lot mafia, nigga, M.I.B nigga, murder I N C Rule
We here, baby, brick jerses mafia, yeah, shadows, let's get it, yo