Luyện nghe bài hát Murder

Y'all niggaz for this silkk the shocker shit?
(y'all out there bangin) switch! (claimin red and blue)
Y'all bout it? nigga be a leader not a follower
(my tru tatoo) uuunnnggghhh!

(2x): murder, murder, murder, murder
187, cause I don't a fuck

Well, time to ride, slide
niggaz that fucked up, they lucked up
Seen them rollin in they cutlass
I'm act bad, no doubt, I'm a go in they house
And if they home, I'm a blast, take niggaz out
we be bout drama, no fuck that, we bout killin
Drama, fuck all that, stay when it's time to peel
Caps, no doubt, hah I check the
Cause I ain't gon be satisfied till all stressed out
That's a fuckin shame, I ain't gon be til I see blood, nigga
What you think we was doin we was rappin, we was drug dealers
You I'm a let this shit slide cause I done got fame
Fuck the name, I have shit in this fuckin game
niggaz tryin to test nuts, tryin to act bad
I'm a fuck you
You gon a closed casket and I'm gon crack yo mask
You shit, but, bitch, it's goin down
See I was up for a second, but now I'm home now
It's for niggaz to get checked, they done pushed me to the limit
I was a cool nigga, but now, it's only the
It's time to ride, when time to slide, you die
No doubt it, act bad, let's put that on the vibes

(2x)

p]
Mr. wicked, I be comin hard, just like a
Choo-choo, brains, killin mr. murder, mad
Hustla, balla, mr. do-a-reporter
Don't give a fuck a bitch or a balla
me off proper, gun in that doctor
Gats at yo head, me mr. non-stopper
9 shooter, lady, ruder
Down hustla, west coast ruler
3rd ward villian, I'm in the
ban my videos from tv, they say they drug dealin
Ice slangin,
And if the radio don't play this gangsta shit, are they thinkin?
They could stop, a nigga from up
They could a young nigga from makin big bucks
Independent, and black
But still got money than al capone
Y'all can't stop a killa,
A murder, a hustla, fuck it, a deala
But if they shoot, did up police
Ready to run from here to the middle east
And call me mr.
Cause I be smokin muthafuckas like steven
Mr. killa, the kadofy
And 187 on any that try to stop me

(2x)

ed]
Niggaz, they want to start stack
But if they stack let it be started
And at your funeral, I want to here em say dearly
Because I got it on my mind and on my mind I it
I pop ya with this heart rock
Make your heart cause I'm bout it
Jack you like a new jersey
My niggaz are down for that who ride, I ride
Creep with these killas on our tippy toes
See the barrel knows the bullet go
And then we smash off in 4 by 4
See we rolled on ya set and bucked
A bunch of niggaz and they can't get up
You wants to fuck with this tru click and get ya khakis
Get your shirt and the bullets rip through yo chest
Tru niggaz don't fall, fool, we to flossin
It might be ho we tossin
Step to us and we make ya hits like michael
Cause every in my crew is bout it and we packin

(2x)

Ha ha. now y'all know. we run the streets.
No limit. true to the game. the shocker.
This shit go out to all y'all gangsta niggaz and bitches
(soldiers) from (atlanta) down south (alabama)
To the east coast (to the coast)
To motherfuckin kentucky, missouri (to florida) to (houston)
To new orleans (austin, texas) to muthafuckin (d.c.) to
Cinnicinnati (ohio) to d.c. (north carolina, south carolina)
rouge (oklahoma) mississippi (kansas city) lafayette (georgia,
Seattle, washington) (omaha, nebraska) chicago (phoenix)
To all y'all muthafuckin ghetto (alberquerque) gangsta (indiana)
Niggaz and bitches (all y'all that's locked up) everywhere.
Murder, murder, murder, murder. ha ha.
But y'all niggaz betta watch ass
(watch y'all ass) so won't get caught up in motherfuckin 187
(a 187)
Cause every I know is bout it (bout it!)
Nigga that don't trust nobody (these niggaz rowdy)
the sreets is real. believe that.