Luyện nghe bài hát It's Murda (Freestyle)

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

Yo, cock sucka', I get squat and and cocked tha nina'
In tha five beamer, dump and lean, ya, I fell off on
A misdemeanor ride red over black madina's crazy for genuis
Hated like Jesus Christ, my have always been bad bitches
And new bills with Krisis', my thesis 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 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 about them fire from nines or maybe
The fifty call 'cause you five, oh, or maybe somewhere in Cal
Where you like to lay low you bitch made and I about that bitch
You be slayin' layin' up with some 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 when we 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 they won't win without me, yo, I'm small
Lil' homies frail but bold went from base to some
Like Rose got my blind D O Gs readin' brail and coats
Keep tha heat in tha winter I can't tell it's cold my set
out flame 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
Keep gum on tha banger, Hussein the only hoes chase
Tha thugs, nigga blade part two I got tha for blood
Log on 'Fatal.com', see fatal drop more militant minded
y'all 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 nuthin' but a gangsta bitch
Pac would have never did no song with no snicth
He confusin' ya'll he ain't tha shit we sex, money and
You niggas, no playin' around with this rap shit
Banana clip, mack's spit bodies rap up in

This tha city where tha skinny die, no
You heard my dogs this is tha city where tha skinny,
nigga, Hussein tha don, believe we got this shit poppin'
In this muthafucka Rule it's 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 here, we been doing this shit for a long time

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