Luyện nghe bài hát Mo' Murda

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

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

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

Folla me, roll, stroll down East
find 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 would to kill ya so die
off to the coffin
Pick up my dump chumps in the gutter pain

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

Hey, we slay niggas who think we
Nigga, me wid the gun
Machete be in rum
Running wid the gun, bucking
Leaving them bodies off in the alley for dead

I'm near, 'em all, mo' murda, mo' murda
That's what said
Gotta put one in ya head,
We coming to ya,
Mo' murda, mo' murda, mo'
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, again
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

Will I die of murda, bloody mo'
Living in the of the Heartless, coming up daily
Until a me murda them all, I'm gon' fall
So I'ma murda baby
Get 'em up wid me
See 'em on the corner and they them drugs

Giving up shots out to the 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 to destruction

And steady be busting and be busting me
Killa with a buckshot, I'ma ya
Number one assassin's the realer 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 this murda game?
And I'm feeling not a bit
My gauge just so forceful

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

'em in gutters 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 and it's ready to pop
off shots, Layzie, be screaming
Mo' murda, mo'

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
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

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

Gotta kill, get 'em to run
Can't get from my shotgun
them bodies fucked up
Pump, to the ground, better leave it alone
wanna die when fucking wid
Mo Thug, nigga, we killed this

Now you wanna catch some bang
Nigga wanna die when I let my hang
What is it in me me feel
I gots ta murda ya?
You slip I'm high
Pulling my trigger and nigga, you die,

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

We all about mo'
Finger on the trigger, Mo let go
We from Cleveland
back nigga ya bleeding
You don't wanna fuck wid
Pulling that now, nigga, ya gone

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

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

Eternally thugstas die, I die of murda now?
99, follow me grind
And all descending body underground, way down
Me and everyone 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 Ripsta, sinister
y'all, put 'em in the river
Bodies shiver, fuck nigga

Hit 'em up inside, minds be blowing, I'm
Remember me spray 'em, 'em, gauge 'em, laying 'em
All up off the coffin, ready to fade 'em,
To buck or to shoot wid the twelve gauge
out your seat, would ya we come to stay?
Found out none of my niggas was

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

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

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

bloody murda
Come bloody
bloody murda
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