Luyện nghe bài hát It's Murda (Freestyle)

It's Murda, it's Murda, we up in this muthafuckar
It's Murda 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, back you bitch ass, niggaz

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

And that nigga that got 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 sawed off tha front of them gauges
To in combat, to send you and fem where yo, moms at

Motherfuckar you hear that and I ain't about them heaven
From skies, I'm talkin' them fire from nines or maybe
The fifty call 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 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 nigga, it's Murda

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

Throw shots out niggas catch like Wayne Cherbet, son of a Talk 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 blade two I got tha taste for blood
Log on 'Fatal.com', see drop bombs more militant minded
Then y'all faded with Pac

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

This tha city where tha skinny die, no
You my dogs this is tha city where tha skinny, niggas
Ride nigga, Hussein tha don, we got this shit poppin'
In this muthafucka it's good and we into tha muthafuckin' club
You niggas, walkin' out brick 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 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
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, brick city jerses mafia, yeah, shadows, get it, yo