Luyện nghe bài hát Murder Ain't Crazy

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ass
Bitch type of niggas fade me
callin' me a lunatic
But ain't crazy

(spice 1 - chorus)
Yeah, yeah,
Wassup
Don't at me like y'all know who I am
Amerikkka's
Spice 1
Nigga, young,
You know I give a fuck

(verse 1):
Old school drop caddy five, six
up in my rearview
With fingers up on them triggers
Come take a trip
And hop into some shit with me
13 caps for them niggas who get with me
Get at me niggas empty clips at me
put some holes and some muthafuckin rips in me
But I don't give a I just stay strapped
And be a about that shit
When it comes to peelin' caps nigga
So won't ya get your on
And if you miss me your 13 shots
Nigga ass's gone
I'm gon hit you on that first shot
And I ain't gon stop
Until some muthafuckas call the
Then be 187 thousand like my song say
Cause you was fuckin' with this nigga on the day

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(verse 2):
See I be raisin' up off the block
my ? ? ?
Quick to come with get in bust some in my city
I with much cloud
And whenever one nigga could me out
Rollin' him up like levis cough him and him
Key him bean pies
And niggas be talkin' shit
But yo none of them runnin' up
I'm gunnin' up the next is feelin' buck shots
I thought you knew
I'm finna smoke nigga boost of my 6 deuce
And when I gat ass someone'll leave him lyin' there
there the muthafucka's dyin' there
And mr. lawrence better have
Cause i'ma g-a-gat that ass the touriz
Rocka-bye baby goin'
Punk muthafuckas you can't fade me
Tryin' to squabb the clip and the trigger
Ol' groupie ass bitch type of

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Groupie ass bitch type of niggas can't me
Grabs my .45 and puts my .380
I creep up on they ass tip-toe the pump
Split a nigga down the like phillie blunt
I keeps my strap by my sides to niggas in check
And all my posse pack .9's uzi thangs and tecs
You see we rolls the block 3 o'clock in the morning
got us gone and strap mobile phones
And about 5 in the back of the trunk
down ass fuck but we don't wanna funk
Cause, ahh, transportation is the shit we to do
Had a whole shop dropped mobs spot and
a ring on my muthafuckin' cellular
As I heard a nigga 'get the fuck out the car!'
Nigga let me get my and my endo sacc
As my dj x-tralarge blew bitch on his back
Runnin' up on some players so I had to
He was a groupie ass type of nigga

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Whassup
Y'all muthafuckas ain't fadin' a last g

Peelin' cap for the strive
Nigga you don't wanna with this
You don't won't of this
back nigga
Just
muthafucka
Look at some real last rip shit up
For '94
Punk ass


Back again with of that murder shit
Spiggedy one whippin' up on that ass for '94 and '95

What y'all niggas know about a real g
Ha, I kicks gangsta shit
Beyoaaatch!!!
187 g