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, come
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

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

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 pump blood, nigga, no
Me 'em the Bone when I grab that chrome
Gotta haunt dome

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

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

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

Hey, we niggas who think we play
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, 'em all, mo' murda, mo' murda
That's Ouija said
put one in ya head, bang
We coming to ya,
Mo' murda, mo' murda, mo'
Mo' murda, mo' murda, mo'

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
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

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

I die of murda, bloody mo' murda?
Living in the of the Heartless, coming up daily
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 slanging them drugs

up shots out to the glock, glock
Eighty to the ten five
killas be pumping them slugs
Niggas be fiending me
Me me twelve 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 realer
for my crime, niggas be down
Trying to stay to tha

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

So playa, hate I'm in ya town
The nigga, me bucking 'em
And I'm up peace to the hustlas
Thugstas and twelve pumpstas

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

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again
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

Gotta kill, get 'em to run
Can't get away my shotgun
Leaving them fucked up
Pump, to the ground, better leave it alone
Nigga die when fucking wid
Mo Thug, nigga, we this bitch

Now you wanna some bang 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
Pulling my and nigga, you die, soldier

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

We all murda mo'
Finger on the trigger, Mo let go
We straight from
Clack back nigga ya
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 Killas pump pump
Put 'em in the ground with his blown, gone
Mo' murda, mo' murda, mo'

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

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

Eternally thugstas die, I die of murda now?
East 99, me grind
And all descending body 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 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 eruptions
Creep out your seat, ya we come to stay?
Found out none of my niggas was

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

fours still pointed at the po-pos
Stop 'em, drop 'em, numb 'til out cold, they froze
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

Come murda
Come murda
bloody murda
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