Luyện nghe bài hát Murda

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

1: Arsonal]
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A nigga from the Eastside, me
I'm certified, I don't I-D
Fuck a hater see him later
He gon' need a and a long run
Fuck a cop, I a chopper that's a long gun
Hop grindin' way the [?]
Know it's a hit way we record one
I'm on 1, 2, 3, 4
Blunts out the face I'mma 3 more
I started flexin' as a youngin' I was gettin'
I was weed, all the bitches love me
Trouble with the law, gettin' ugly
Scamming with my just to get some money
Grew up in the trenches, I had intentions
Want it right? then you should do the bidness
I don't trust niggas, I get too
Crack on the stove and mama do the dishes
Fuckin' up the China, gotta look ya
Hollow inside ya, just a brief reminder
I'm from a city daughters sell vagina
Cops are minors, all these niggas liars
now nigga, pardon your looks
Download all my shit off on
I'm out here all my audio push
They got me
If they say I'm the best don't debate it
Success is overrated, bidness is negotiated
So let's associate it death, I know they hate it
His flesh exfoliated, what
The tech, a ate it with passion
I was working long they was nappin'
I struggle, I was cryin' was laughin'
3 mill for a [?]
I don't want a hundred thousand playing
[?] took all my and cashed in
But for askin'
Let a try me like they don't know 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 that's a

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

[Verse 2:
Understand I got God me, so the evils can never hurt me
I.E. you see it on my
I call up Ars when I'm out in Jersey
Tell 'em I need a white that look like Fergie
Shaved kitties, I don't do 'em
a running money in a hurry
Solo on missions cause these niggas scurry
Mama said to trust in the reverend say
I look at my skin and see a way
Young black king, they ain't never say that people my color was running gates
I got two phones, no Gates
One for bad times, one for better
I don't answer the one for bad times I need good vibes around me all seven days
I got bad on my resume
I hit the booth and try to go ahead of Jay, of Ye
Ahead of Gandhi, ahead of yesterday
I see no better way
If mula that'll 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 wedding cakes
Gotta set it
I know niggas Grape like Lil' Lay
I got stocks from the Benz, no scrape
Really scrapped in these streets, we grow the same
Lost homies to this beef, you know the pain
Price and S.Dot on the beat, you know a
And I'm by the way, so you know the name
From summer to winter, spring to fall, heat, snow or
I got the West on my shoulders
Yeah, you that's a murda