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, 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 tha nina'
In tha five series beamer, dump and lean, ya, I off on
A misdemeanor red over black madina's take crazy for genuis
Hated like Christ, my weakness have always been bad bitches
And new bills with Krisis', my thesis than extraordinary

And that that 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 life is a man be I N C to R U L E extrordinary one
For tha ages when then sawed off tha front of them gauges
To engage in combat, to send you and fem yo, moms at

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

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

Muthafuckas, Rule these niggas, crazy 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 base to some bullshit
Like Jalen Rose got my blind D O Gs brail and coats
Keep tha heat in tha winter I can't it's cold clean my set
out flame tha tec

Throw shots out niggas catch like Wayne Cherbet, son of a gangsta dirty son I'm a bang ya, I'm tha truth 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 militant minded
Then y'all faded Pac Rhymes

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

This tha city where tha skinny die, no
You heard my dogs this is tha city where tha skinny,
Ride nigga, tha don, believe we got this shit poppin'
In this Rule it's good and we into tha muthafuckin' club
You punk niggas, walkin' out brick city, Rule, Rap a lot,
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 been on
Gansta thug shit, bitch ass, niggas you know it is
Every time we touch tha 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 bosses
We here, baby, brick jerses mafia, yeah, shadows, let's get it, yo