Luyện nghe bài hát It's Murda (Freestyle)

It's Murda, it's Murda, we back up in muthafuckar
It's Murda y'all know who we be, yeah, aiyyo let me catch, ya Runnin' from the back of BET either nigga, my nigga, Fatal
On tha muthafuckin' ones and twos, holla back you bitch ass,

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

And that nigga got shot nine times can tell ya' that I don't
a fuck, I don't give a fuck, God may I ask yo' permission
To take his this is a man be I N C to R U L E extrordinary one
For tha ages when then sawed off with tha 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 them
From skies, I'm talkin' them fire from nines or maybe
The fifty 'cause you like five, oh, or maybe somewhere in Cal
Where you like to lay low you made and I heard about that bitch
You be slayin' layin' up with some where off of

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

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

Throw shots out niggas catch like 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, Hussein the only reason hoes
Tha thugs, nigga blade part two I got tha taste for
Log on 'Fatal.com', see fatal drop bombs more minded
Then y'all faded Pac Rhymes

Clucthing 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 but a gangsta bitch
Pac have never did no song with no wanksta snicth
He confusin' ya'll he tha shit we sex, money and murda
You niggas, ain't no around with this rap shit
Banana clip, mack's bodies rap up in plastic

This tha where tha skinny niggas die, no
You heard my this is tha city 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 city, Rule, Rap a lot, mafia
Murda, Yound D', Merc, Exsaless, these niggas, ain't for this Gansta shit right here, we been doing this shit for a long time

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