Luyện nghe bài hát Murda

Murda,
Murda,

say I'm possessed, that's why Christ on my chest
I'm the Southside so I throw up the "S"
Disrespect, I lay you to
Boy you ass, you softer breast
Bloody murder, I lay you to
Aim for the head no need for a vest
Can't nothing protect you from tec
Street educated, no use for
Niggas be talking but really don't it
Put shells in your stomach, like you wet
Flocka like Rambo, I with the ammo
Test me, that's a gamble Russian Roulette
I stay with them commas, I been the drama
You going to war, you invest
is a "K"? I ain't impressed
Got thousands of shooters I pay just to

say I'm real, bitches say I'm hot
Disrespect the Mob or Squad, then you get
We don't dial 9-1-1, we don't fuck cops
1-8-7 to the ops

Ain't afraid to something
Ain't afraid to something
Ain't afraid to murda
Ain't afraid to something
afraid to murda something
Ain't afraid to something
Ain't to murda something
Ain't afraid to something

afraid to murda something
Put 'em in a or something
I'm thinking you is sweet
Like a or something
Get 'em a or something
Might get 'em in church or
We heard the speaking
I'm McClurkin frontin'
I smell pussy, niggas hurt your cousin
All my people say "Stomp!" like I'm or something
Put 'em in the dirt like "Work" or
He get on my nerves so him
You turn ass like Tahiry I pressed your buttons
And that was no diss, niggas quick for
Y'all quick for the tweeting, y'all to be tumbling
How about a Vine, 2 clips to your
And Instagram pics of me
I'm feeling your so I'm fucking
I skeet-skeet like it's

say I'm real, bitches say I'm hot
Disrespect the Mob or Squad, then you get
We don't dial 9-1-1, we don't fuck with
to the fuckin' ops

Ain't to murda something
afraid to murda something
Ain't afraid to something
Ain't afraid to murda
Ain't afraid to something
Ain't afraid to something
Ain't to murda something
afraid to murda something

It's a homicide, a murder
All my down to murder
187 on the op
That's a fallen

I'm finna get back and start the burner
Now I'm beating that ass like Ike did
You sit in a box, you in a hearse
Wherever you from, my turf
Ferg and I'm putting in work
Young Flocka Flame put 'em in the dirt
on the Henny and a nigga go berserk
Couple bitches gave me brain, then I on they skirt

Yeah Ferg, you
Pay attention, focus on what we for
Got the on a nigga, got the info
as I hop out, click-clack, then go bang

Niggas say I'm real, say I'm hot
the Mob or Squad, then you get shot
We don't dial 9-1-1, we fuck with cops
1-8-7 to the ops

Ain't afraid to murda
Ain't to murda something
Ain't afraid to something
afraid to murda something
Ain't to murda something
Ain't afraid to murda
afraid to murda something
Ain't afraid to murda