Luyện nghe bài hát Mo' Murda

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come

Mr.Ouija, let 'em know who the boss is
So nigga you get tossed in the river?
Nigga, put 'em in the mud, see them pump blood, nigga, no
Me show 'em the when I grab that chrome
Gotta that dome

me, roll, stroll down East 1999
Gotta these row hoes
Nigga, if you woke up and all of a
Nigga, you was off my hood?

I'm a real thuggish
So a, I have to kill ya so die
off to the coffin
Pick up my pump dump chumps in the pain

Nigga got ta fucked up
Taking no shorts so ya man
Claim my thang to slang them bloody
'em all, send them hoes up in flames
Krayzie to the brain

Hey, we niggas who think we play
Nigga, me wid the gun
be dipped in rum
Running wid the gun, steady
Leaving them bodies dumped off in the alley for

I'm near, 'em all, mo' murda, mo' murda
That's what Ouija
Gotta put one in ya head,
We to serve ya,
Mo' murda, mo' murda, mo'
Mo' murda, mo' murda, mo'

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

I die of murda, bloody mo' murda?
Living in the Land of the Heartless, coming up
a me murda them all, I'm never gon' fall
So I'ma murda baby
Get 'em up wid me
See 'em on the corner and slanging them drugs

Giving up shots out to the glock,
eight to the ten five
Them be pumping them slugs
Niggas be fiending me
Me silence me gauge eruption
And I'm on a road to

And steady be and bodies be busting me
with a buckshot, I'ma peel ya
Number one assassin's still the nigga
Down for my crime, niggas be
Trying to to tha grind

Niggas is going insane, taking a to the brain
And man, so call it a
But what be the up offa this murda game?
And I'm feeling not a bit
My twelve gauge just so

So playa, when I'm in ya town
The nigga, me 'em down
And I'm giving up peace to the
Thugstas and twelve pumpstas

Drug 'em in mo' murda, me style, now
Put 'em on the ground, lay
Nigga my thang the way that we swang
I'm coming to serve ya
Wid the nine cocked and it's to pop
Letting off shots, Layzie, be
Mo' murda, mo'

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

Gotta kill, get 'em to run
get away from my shotgun
Leaving them fucked up
Pump, pump to the ground, better it alone
Nigga wanna die fucking wid
Mo Thug, nigga, we killed this

Now you catch some bang bang
Nigga die when I let my nuts hang
is it in me makes me feel
Like I gots ta ya?
You slip I'm high
my trigger and nigga, you die, soldier

Four killas we creeping and coming to hurt ya, mo'
Better pack five five
I'm feeling like killing, you dying
You don't wanna that glock pop
When the glock pop pop, stop

We all about mo'
on the trigger, Mo Thug let go
We straight from
Clack back ya bleeding
You don't wanna wid Bone
Pulling chrome now, nigga, ya gone

If you die, bye
See you in the gutter, let cry
Watch Mo Thug Killas pump
Put 'em in the with his head blown, gone
Mo' murda, mo' murda, mo'

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

Eternally thugstas die, will I die of now?
99, follow me grind
And all descending that body underground, way
Me and everyone dies
And I rolling wid my
And all, ah my thuggish niggas, no lie

up bloody, mo' victims, get 'em, get 'em
That'll be Ripsta, sinister
Kill y'all, put 'em in the
Bodies shiver, fuck nigga

Hit 'em up inside, be blowing, I'm dumping
Remember me spray 'em, slay 'em, gauge 'em, 'em
All up off inna the coffin, to fade 'em,
To buck or to shoot wid the gauge eruptions
Creep out seat, would ya we come to stay?
out none of my niggas was bluffing

For the love of the murda, man, the murda
The same but a bang bang
Can't to bump you, now pow, run 'em all off
St Clair stays, for the murda mo'
Oh, no, ho when a thugsta,

Forty fours still at the po-pos
Stop 'em, drop 'em, numb 'til out cold, they froze
You know, nigga, we be bluffing
We bang insane, I put one to your temple
Mo' murda then blow out ya

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

bloody murda
Come bloody
Come murda
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