Luyện nghe bài hát Murda

[Intro:
I just like we gotta go in
Y'all got the right for the job this time
Oh, we snapping on shit

1: Arsonal]
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A nigga from the Eastside, me
I'm certified, I don't I-D
a hater 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 we record one
I'm on 1, 2, 3, 4
Blunts out the I'mma need 3 more
I started as a youngin' I was gettin' money
I was weed, all the bitches love me
Trouble with the law, started ugly
Scamming with my just to get some money
Grew up in the trenches, I had good
Want it done then you should do the bidness
I don't niggas, I get too suspicious
Crack on the stove and mama do the dishes
Fuckin' up the China, gotta look ya
Hollow tips inside ya, just a brief
I'm from a city where sell vagina
Cops are shootin' minors, all niggas liars
Apologize now nigga, pardon your
Download all my off on iTunes
I'm out giving all my audio push
got me motivated
If say I'm the best then don't debate it
Success is overrated, bidness is best
So associate it with death, I know they hate it
His flesh exfoliated, happened?
The tech, a phony ate it with
I was working long they was nappin'
I struggle, I was they was laughin'
3 mill for a [?]
I don't want a thousand playing Madden
[?] took all my chips and in
But for askin'
Let a nigga try me like they know who I be
I'm me, I'm G, hit the out in I.E
One word,
that's a murda

[Hook:
[?] a murda
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm a murda

Murda yeah
Murda murda
Damn, murda murda
Like they heard it

[Verse 2:
Understand I got God with me, so the evils can hurt me
I.E. you see it on my
I just up Ars when I'm out in Jersey
Tell 'em I need a white girl that like Fergie
Shaved kitties, I don't do 'em
a running money in a hurry
Solo on these missions cause niggas scurry
Mama said to trust in what the say
I look at my and see a better way
Young black king, they ain't never say that people my was running Heaven gates
I got two phones, no Kevin
One for bad times, one for better
I don't answer the one for bad times cause I need vibes around me all seven days
I got bad on my resume
I hit the and try to go ahead of Jay, ahead of Ye
Ahead of Gandhi, ahead of yesterday
I see no better way
If it's that'll be made till Saturday
I'll be there on the dot, I never late
I won't sign by the dotted unless the is stacked up like wedding cakes
Gotta set it
I know from Grape like Lil' Lay
I got stocks the Benz, no never scrape
Really scrapped in these streets, we ain't the same
Lost homies to this beef, you don't the pain
Price and S.Dot on the beat, you know a
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