Luyện nghe bài hát It's Murda (Freestyle)

It's Murda, it's Murda, we up in this 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, sucka', I get squat and post and cocked tha nina'
In tha series beamer, dump and lean, ya, I fell off on
A misdemeanor ride red over black madina's take crazy for
Hated like Jesus Christ, my weakness have been bad bitches
And new bills with Krisis', my thesis more than

And that 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 then off with tha front of them gauges
To engage in combat, to you and fem where yo, moms at

Motherfuckar you hear that and I ain't about them 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 about 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, is no use when we cock and flame
Murda, yeah, Murda incorporated, it's Murda, yeah
Hussein Fatal nigga, Murda

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

Throw shots out niggas catch like Wayne Cherbet, son of a gangsta Talk dirty son I'm a ya, I'm tha truth with tha ox
gum on tha banger, Hussein the only 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 faded with Pac Rhymes

Clucthing tha stick beam, suckin' tha stick out tha window
Or tha sunroof, buckin' tha sixteen you a gangsta 'em'
This is gangsta shit and 50 you ain't nuthin' but a bitch
Pac have never did no song 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 this rap
Banana clip, mack's spit bodies rap up in

This tha city where tha skinny die, no
You my dogs this is tha city where tha skinny, niggas
nigga, Hussein tha don, believe 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 this Gansta shit right here, we been doing this shit for a long

Ya'll niggas got the confused, nigga, we been on this
Gansta thug shit, bitch ass, you know what it is
time we touch tha muthafuckin' booth, nigga
It's gonna be fire, on you niggas asses, niggas, better
Gracefully bow tha fuck out nigga, Fatal nigga
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