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 ain't no need for a
nothing protect you from this tec
Street educated, no use for
Niggas be but really don't want it
Put shells in your stomach, pussy you wet
Flocka Rambo, I stay with the ammo
Test me, that's a gamble Russian Roulette
I stay with them commas, I been through the
You going to war, you better
Fuck is a "K"? I 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 9-1-1, we don't fuck with cops
1-8-7 to the ops

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

Ain't afraid to murda
Put 'em in a hearse or
I'm thinking you niggas is
a Starburst or something
Get 'em a purse or
Might get 'em in church or
We heard the deacon
I'm Donnie McClurkin
I smell pussy, them niggas hurt your
All my say "Stomp!" like I'm Kirk or something
Put 'em in the like "Work" or something
He get on my nerves so him
You turn ass Tahiry when I pressed your buttons
And was no diss, niggas quick for discussion
Y'all quick for the tweeting, quick to be tumbling
How about a Vine, 2 clips to spine
And Instagram pics of me
I'm feeling bitch 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 dial 9-1-1, we don't fuck with cops
to the fuckin' ops

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

a homicide, a bloody murder
All my niggas to murder
187 on the op
That's a fallen

I'm finna get back and peelin' the burner
Now I'm beating that ass like Ike did
You sit in a box, you sleep in a
Wherever you from, my turf
Fergie and I'm putting in work
Flocka Flame gon' put 'em in the dirt
Sipping on the Henny and a nigga go
Couple gave me brain, then I skeet on they skirt

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

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

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