Luyện nghe bài hát It's Murda (Freestyle)

It's Murda, it's Murda, we back up in this
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 ones and twos, holla back you bitch ass, niggaz

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

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

Motherfuckar you hear that and I talkin' about them heaven
From skies, I'm talkin' about them fire from or maybe
The call '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 slayin' layin' up with some off of Sunset

Y'all heard yet that nigga, change is Loose and I got
Proof, get it, I got Proof, yo, vest is no use we cock and flame
It's Murda, yeah, Murda incorporated, Murda, yeah
Hussein Fatal nigga, Murda

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

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

Clucthing tha beam, suckin' tha stick green out tha window
Or tha sunroof, tha sixteen you ain't 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' he ain't tha shit we sex, money and murda
You niggas, ain't no playin' around with rap shit
Banana clip, spit bodies rap up in plastic

This tha city tha skinny niggas die, no
You heard my dogs this is tha 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, 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 this shit for a long time

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