Luyện nghe bài hát Mo Money, Mo Murder, Mo Homicide

We than the Jews..
than the Irish..
you can run the fuckin country!
YOU could be the next John D.

"Nobody noticed us, nobody a shit..
but the we get,
the more TAKING from other people.."

Yo, in a mahogany, scenery
that was lightning and rain
I'm tied up in the basement cocaine spot Bangkok
I'm blindfold, Vietnam type mind control torture
His accent sounds like the culture
Askin me, my atrophy me gradually
his attribute, was satanic, masonic, ironic
I reminded of my fast life ventures
and winters, blinded til the enters

Yo Dunm, the sun set
Call get all the tech's
I'm vexed, this nigga for sex
Lost respect, let's off his
My calibre, got me on a higher algebra
See me I'm as foul as ya
but you got no style in ya
I'm into cheddar, G's and better, Armarett-ah's
Armani sweaters, plus crabs could never dead us

AZ (repeat 2X)

Mo money, mo murder, mo
You catch that body nigga, better have alibi
You never know it just be yo' time you take yo' ride
to pearly white gates, (now) watch that suicide

Now official
Got you sippin in crystal
You you foul so you fell and took your fam witchu
I'm out to get you, guaranteed shell'll hit you
Plus I'm on some too
down whose-ever witchu
Mafioso, the New City 90's era Sosa
AZ, you know my
Now my is out to ghost ya

Scent of a on the graveyard for real now
The is up a half a mil now
I tried to grab him with his shield
Four in, they're crazy paid up
Sharp but up
Gators Barbados, never seen nobody play those
Lay-Low's what they called him, his baldin
Sippin cappucino, spilled on his suits, was scaldin
Laugh was vulgar, canvas paintings of the
And on his arm he wore a priceless
Tobacco smoker, Escobar your life is over
Justify the righteous
Bullets out his right shoulder
Corpse leavin a odor, The Firm Volume 1 adjourned
Bring it to a

So now rollin wit us,
like co-defendents, no business
So know the - from supreme solo
it's the ancient as Moses scriptures
Latin Kings, Black Kufis, and White Jesters
us
Crime invades the minds of
Where it's pitch black can't see you
Godfather 3, for dead, in a cathedral

Now you're forced to
I got the mind of a grad Princeton
Play your position, or soon be lost and missin
It's far from
My presence is like of a christian
With ammunition states under submission
Street addiction, got me tied in with buroughs
in the ghetto, but in the cut where it's mellow
Incognito, on the lee-low, like
Cause we know, don't really want us to see doe
You never know it might just be yo' you take yo' ride
to pearly white gates, watch that suicide

2X

Homicide, mo
Mo suicide, mo homicide..

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Born alone, die alone.. 4X}

All alone in this
Who can figure life as ill as
My vision's blurred from mist
Gun sprays, left a portion of my crew in graves
Niggaz that would screw in ways to these dudes today
Intelligence, kept us all away from evidence
cause it's evident, this world is controlled on dead
Never hesitant, I'm soulless, filled with
Born to uphold til I'm left dead from oldness

Born alone, die alone.. 6X to fade}