Luyện nghe bài hát It's Murda (Freestyle)

It's Murda, it's Murda, we back up in muthafuckar
It's y'all know 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, holla you bitch ass, niggaz

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

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

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

Y'all haven't heard yet that nigga, 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, it's Murda,
Hussein nigga, it's Murda

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

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

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

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

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