Luyện nghe bài hát Mo' Murda

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

me, roll, stroll down East 1999
Gotta 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 have to kill ya so die
Popped off to the
Pick up my pump chumps in the gutter pain

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

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

I'm near, kill 'em all, mo' murda, mo'
That's what 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, again

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

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

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

up shots out to the glock, glock
Eighty eight to the ten
killas be pumping them slugs
Niggas be fiending me
Me silence me twelve gauge
And I'm on a to destruction

And steady be busting and bodies be 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, taking a 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 twelve just so forceful

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

'em in gutters mo' murda, me style, now
Put 'em on the ground, lay
Nigga check my thang the way 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, come
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

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

Now you catch some bang bang
Nigga wanna die when I let my hang
What is it in me 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 ya, mo' murda
Better pack five five
I'm feeling killing, you dying tonight
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 straight from
Clack back nigga ya
You don't fuck wid Bone
Pulling that chrome now, nigga, ya

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, again
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

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

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

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

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

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

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come

Come bloody
Come murda
Come murda
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