Luyện nghe bài hát Murda Murda

Out in the
call it murder
Up (in the street)
Gun (in the street)
Niggaz (in the street)
Get and (they call it murder)
Up (in the street)
Gun (in the street)
Buck and (they call it murder)

Murder, murder, mu-murder, murder, mu-murder streets (I'm 'bout to)
Murder, murder, mu-murder, murder, mu-murder these streets (I'm to)
Murder, murder, mu-murder, murder, mu-murder these (I'm 'bout to)
Murder, murder, mu-murder, murder, mu-murder streets

I up
My gun
I a fuck
So, to jamrock
No, welcome to my damn
Where the slugs and pop
For the ones and tan
Kids play in the
kids
Lay in boxes with
You stop this

Murder, murder, mu-murder, murder, mu-murder shit,
Servin', servin', se-servin', servin', bricks, we
Purchase, purchase, pu-purchase, and purchase, whips, we
Swervin, swervin, sw-swervin, swervin, on purpose,

Try to me, you ain't, kid
Try to pop me, you can't
If so, you'll an oxygen tank, shit
And for bucks
I'm no
I'm Scarface, coked up, you what
[sniff] I think I another hit
[sniff] You know who you fuckin'
I
I
My hang, yup
So don't get it or fucked up
My dudes jump up
The ruger, dump, bup bup
And (they it murder)
Act stupid, the shootin [gunshot]
leave you there, leave you square
Box style, box style, he who (dares)
play
Be now, calm down cuz
We all know not a killa killa gorilla, man
Y'all know I get that scrilla f'reala, fam
Catch me in the all through the winter, man
Never me trippin', slippin', and kill me, damn
I show the hood
They me love back
And the is where my heart is, so I love that
Nah, you can't keep a black man
I'm worldwide, Harlem's own, Manhattan

AY
Killa, killa, killin' killin' for killa killa
Feel the deal, the chinchillas, they can fit on
Santana, bananas, clip bananas, in bandannas
Hammers, hammers, no cameras, you'll be runnin to (nana nana)
Nana Santana, he be holding berettas
Killa kills civilians, you know I'm no better
Mo' betta' betta', cheddar, you'll be dead on your lever
For cheddar cheddar, heads we sever, go get it
Get it together, now now get my right
Come late night
I know it tastes like (what's that?)
Some good coke, dawg, go get your face
Put on my jersey, then I go rape white (number 8)
You got G ma, I got G too,
She wanna fly G-4, fly G-2 (nope)
Need ten thousand, you get a G, boo
G you gettin' is me, O.G., trueness

Haha,
I you
I told you you niggaz was in man
(murda)
The new has officially begun (murda)
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay