Luyện nghe bài hát Mo' Murda

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

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

Dear Mr.Ouija, let 'em who the boss is
So nigga you wanna get tossed in the
Nigga, put 'em in the mud, see them blood, nigga, no love
Me show 'em the when I grab that chrome
Gotta haunt that

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

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

Nigga got ta up bang
Taking no so fuck ya man
Claim my thang to slang them bodies
Kill 'em all, send them hoes up in
insane to the brain

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

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

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, again

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

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

up shots out to the glock, glock
Eighty to the ten five
Them killas be pumping slugs
be fiending me daily
Me silence me gauge eruption
And I'm on a road to

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

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

So playa, when I'm in ya town
The nigga, me bucking 'em
And I'm giving up to the hustlas
and twelve gauge pumpstas

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

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

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

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

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

Gotta kill, get 'em to run
Can't get away my shotgun
Leaving bodies fucked up
Pump, pump to the ground, better leave it
Nigga wanna die fucking wid
Mo Thug, nigga, we killed this

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

thugstas die, will I die of murda now?
East 99, me grind
And all descending that underground, way down
Me ride and dies
And I rolling wid my
And all, ah my ruggish niggas, no lie

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

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

For the of the murda, man, the murda game
The same but a bang bang
resist to bump you, now pow, run 'em all off
St Clair stays, for the murda mo'
Oh, no, ho when a thugsta,

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

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

bloody murda
Come murda
Come bloody
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