Luyện nghe bài hát Murda Mo

Murder y'all, 'em all, man
Murder y'all, 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all
y'all, kill 'em all, man, kill 'em all, man
Murder y'all, 'em all, kill 'em all, kill 'em all

Murder mo, murder mo, mo, murder mo, murder mo
Murder mo, mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder
ya die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, die,die, die, die, die

Better that redrum
Tha mo, murder mo, merger, it will learn ya
Don't be fuckin' with the to thug slug
Rippin' guts and drippin' that blood
Roll tha gun in my hand
And they can't understand how we ran wit' da mo
Niggas, were jealous and [unverified]
get me, stick me

Playa haters, they be quick when they pull out weapon
Me wish you would never
It's keeping me deep and all be me victim
And on da when I call my dogs
I'll be ready anytime you go
(Ho)
Put him on tha wit' da 4-4

I wanna let a nigga know
Niggas steady fakin' they rollin' with da Bone
When they really wanna see the go
Now nigga you wrong
You take a couple steps backwards
I'll collapse ya, cap to the playa
Just remember we're pillin' you jealous stabbers
stabbers
(Hey)

Murder mo, mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder mo
Da da da
Claim my thang to slang, my thang to slang
(My thang, my thang, my thang, my thang)
my thang to slang, claim my thang to slang
(My thang, my thang, my thang, my thang)

Claim my thang to slang, claim my to slang
(My thang, my thang, my thang, my thang)
my thang to slang, claim my thang to slang
(My thang, my thang, my thang, my thang)
My thang, my thang, my
(My thang)

fuck them po-po, we betcha gotta automatic
(Oh yeah)
Let's that bore up
If I could just look up and see po-po dyin' I and I, I'm my mind
Stoned up wit' da gauge, rip'll put tha donut in the grave
Where they lay, then we play wit' da AK-47, 357, 187
I gauge and you got a gun

But cha better try to get ya weapon out before
Shoot 'em in da head, but you make sure they
Then da nigga fin da fled, while layin' in red
Call my OG homies, tell me the police come you pray
Nigga gotta go, see ya later ho, leatherface gots to get to
leatherface got's to get to [unverified]

When a nigga try me
Had da heat a wit' da on a nigga
But I really, get it witcha

Hey, Easy, pop, steady dem po-po now
I can stay packin' when attackin' po-po, there's no place to run
Niggas get viscous my clickas
Gotta kill 'em all with my
Stun when attackin' po-po, there's really no place to run
Niggas get viscous my clickas, gotta kill 'em all with my shotgun

Rollin', rollin', rollin', baby, that's thugs up your soul and
You stiff and cold and nigga we watchin' you drop and foldin'
You swollen stiff and cold and nigga we you drop and foldin'

Murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, them all they fall
Murder mo, murder mo, mo, murder them all they fall
Murder mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder them all fall
Murder mo, murder mo, mo, murder them all they fall

We never knew homie fuck wit' da tongue
They give us no
got the gun, don't fuck wit' number one
We knew homie could fuck wit' da tongue
They give us no
If ya [unverified], feel real, da clip
mo, murder mo, murder mo, murder them all they fall, they fall

Dear Mr. Oiuja, Mr. Oiuja
Mr. Oiuja, dear Mr. Oiuja is it
Many mo murder, murder, mo mo, mo
Many mo murder, murder, mo mo, mo
Many mo murder, murder, mo mo, mo
Many mo murder, murder, mo mo, mo
Mo, mo, mo

Stalkin' toss 'em, put 'em in a [unverified]
Stalkin' 'em, put 'em in a coffin [unverified]
Stalkin' toss 'em, put 'em in a [unverified]
Stalkin' toss 'em, put 'em in a [unverified]

in da St. Clair way
Wit' a big 12 gauge in da grave lay
(They lay)
Rollin' in da St. way
Wit' a big 12 in da grave they lay
(They lay)

Rollin' in da St. way
Wit' a big 12 in da grave they lay
(They lay)
Rollin' in da St. way
Wit' a big 12 gauge in da they lay
(They lay)