Luyện nghe bài hát Mo' Murda

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
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come

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

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

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

Nigga got ta up bang
no shorts so fuck ya man
Claim my to slang them 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
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
what Ouija said
Gotta put one in ya head,
We to serve 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, mo' murda?
in the Land of the Heartless, coming up daily
Until a me them 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
Them be pumping them slugs
Niggas be fiending me
Me me twelve gauge eruption
And I'm on a to destruction

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

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

So playa, hate when I'm in ya
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 my thang the way that we swang
When I'm to serve ya
Wid the cocked and it's ready to pop
off shots, Layzie, be screaming
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, again
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

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

kill, get 'em nowhere to run
Can't get from my shotgun
them bodies fucked up
Pump, pump to the ground, better it alone
Nigga wanna die when wid
Mo Thug, nigga, we this bitch

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

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

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

If you die, bye
See you in the gutter, let cry
Watch Mo Thug Killas 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, come

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

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

Eternally thugstas die, will I die of murda
East 99, follow me
And all descending that body underground, way
Me ride and everyone
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
Kill y'all, put 'em in the
shiver, fuck that nigga

Hit 'em up inside, minds be blowing, I'm
Remember me 'em, slay 'em, gauge 'em, laying 'em
All up off inna the coffin, to fade 'em,
To buck or to shoot wid the twelve gauge
Creep out your seat, 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
resist to bump you, now pow, run 'em all off
St stays, down for the murda mo'
Oh, no, ho when a thugsta,

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

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come

Come bloody
Come bloody
Come bloody
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