Luyện nghe bài hát Murda Mo

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

a nigga wanna try me
Had da heat a da trigger on a nigga
But I really, get it witcha

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

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

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

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

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

Stalkin' 'em, put 'em in a coffin [unverified]
toss '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 they lay
(They lay)
Rollin' in da St. way
Wit' a big 12 in da grave they lay
(They lay)

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