Luyện nghe bài hát Murda

[Intro:
I just feel like we go in
got the right nigga for the job this time
Oh, we snapping on shit

1: Arsonal]
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A young from the Eastside, me
I'm certified, I need I-D
Fuck a I'll see him later
He gon' a favor and a long run
Fuck a cop, I a chopper that's a long gun
Hop way before the [?]
Know it's a hit way before we one
I'm on 1, 2, 3, 4
out the face I'mma need 3 more
I started flexin' as a youngin' I was money
I was weed, all the bitches love me
Trouble with the law, started ugly
with my homie just to get some money
Grew up in the trenches, I had intentions
Want it right? then you should do the bidness
I trust niggas, I get too suspicious
Crack on the stove and mama do the dishes
Fuckin' up the China, gotta behind ya
Hollow tips inside ya, a brief reminder
I'm from a city where daughters vagina
Cops are shootin' minors, all niggas liars
Apologize now nigga, pardon looks
Download all my shit off on
I'm out giving all my audio push
got me motivated
If say I'm the best then don't debate it
is overrated, bidness is best negotiated
So let's associate it death, I know they hate it
His exfoliated, what happened?
The tech, a ate it with passion
I was working long they was nappin'
I struggle, I was cryin' they was
3 mill for a [?]
I don't want a thousand playing Madden
[?] all my chips and cashed in
But thanks for
Let a nigga try me like they don't who I be
I'm me, I'm G, hit the out in I.E
One word,
Hominy a murda

Price]
[?] that's a
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm a murda

Murda yeah
murda murda
Damn, murda yeah
they never heard it

[Verse 2:
Understand I got God with me, so the evils can never me
I.E. you see it on my
I just call up Ars I'm out in Jersey
Tell 'em I need a white girl that like Fergie
Shaved kitties, I don't do 'em
Make a running in a hurry
Solo on these missions these niggas scurry
Mama to trust in what the reverend say
I look at my skin and see a way
Young black king, they ain't say that people my color was running Heaven gates
I got two phones, no Gates
One for bad times, one for days
I don't answer the one for bad times cause I need good vibes around me all days
I got bad on my resume
I hit the and try to go ahead of Jay, ahead of Ye
Ahead of Gandhi, of myself yesterday
I don't see no way
If it's mula be made till Saturday
I'll be there on the dot, I ain't never
I won't sign by the dotted unless the bread is stacked up like wedding
set it straight
I know niggas from like Lil' Lay
I got stocks the Benz, no never scrape
Really in these streets, we ain't grow the same
Lost homies to this beef, you know the pain
and S.Dot on the beat, you know a thing
And I'm Price by the way, so you know the
From summer to winter, spring to fall, heat, snow or
I got the on my shoulders mane
Yeah, you know that's a