Luyện nghe bài hát Murder

Y'all niggaz ready for silkk the shocker shit?
(y'all niggaz out bangin) switch! (claimin red and blue)
Y'all niggaz 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
Them niggaz that up, they lucked up
Seen them niggaz rollin in they
I'm about act bad, no doubt, I'm a go in house
And if home, I'm a blast, take them niggaz out
Cause we be bout drama, no fuck that, we 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 all y'all stressed out
That's a fuckin shame, I gon be satisfied til I see blood, nigga
What you think we was doin we was rappin, we was drug dealers
You think I'm a let this shit slide cause I done got
Fuck the name, I can't have shit in this game
Without niggaz tryin to nuts, tryin to act bad
I'm a you nigga
You gon have a closed casket and I'm gon crack yo
You shit, but, bitch, it's goin down
See I was locked up for a second, but now I'm now
time for niggaz to get checked, they done pushed me to the limit
I was a cool nigga, but now, only the beginnin
It's time to ride, it's time to slide, you die
No doubt about it, act bad, let's put that on the

(2x)

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

(2x)

ed]
Niggaz, they want to some stack
But if stack then let it be started
And at your funeral, I want to here em say dearly
I got it on my mind and on my mind I got's it
When I pop ya with heart rock
Make heart stop cause I'm bout it
Jack you like a new jersey
My niggaz are always down for who ride, I ride
Creep with these killas on our tippy tippy
See the barrel knows where the go
And then we smash off in 4 by 4
See we on ya set and then bucked
A bunch of niggaz fallen and can't get up
You wants to fuck with this tru and get ya khakis creased
Get shirt pressed 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 like michael jackson
Cause every nigga in my crew is it and we packin

(2x)

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