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, 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 know who the is
So you wanna get tossed in the river?
Nigga, put 'em in the mud, see them blood, nigga, no love
Me show 'em the Bone when I grab that
Gotta haunt dome

Folla me, roll, down East 1999
Gotta find these row
Nigga, if you woke up and all of a
Nigga, you was off inna my

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 bloody bodies
'em all, send them hoes up in flames
Krayzie insane to the

Hey, we niggas who think we play
Nigga, me wid the gun
Machete be in rum
wid the gun, steady bucking
Leaving bodies dumped off in the alley for dead

I'm near, 'em all, mo' murda, mo' murda
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, 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

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

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

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

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

Niggas is going insane, a shot 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 so forceful

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

Drug 'em in mo' murda, me style, now
Put 'em on the ground, lay
Nigga check my the way that we swang
I'm coming to serve 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, again

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

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

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

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

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

We all about mo'
Finger on the trigger, Mo let go
We straight Cleveland
Clack back nigga ya
You don't wanna wid Bone
Pulling that 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, again
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

Eternally die, will I die of murda now?
East 99, follow me
And all descending that body underground, way
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
me spray 'em, slay 'em, gauge 'em, laying 'em
All up off the coffin, ready to fade 'em,
To buck or to shoot wid the gauge eruptions
Creep out seat, would ya we come to stay?
Found out of my niggas 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,

Forty fours still at the po-pos
Stop 'em, drop 'em, numb those out cold, they froze
You know, nigga, we can't be
We bang insane, I put one to your temple
Mo' murda then out ya brain

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

bloody murda
Come bloody
Come bloody
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