Luyện nghe bài hát Murder at Night

Murder at night
Some of that real shit
We murder at night
And in the
We catch sleepin' before they yawnin'

Murder for
Click caps to pay
For young g
Steps and kill at will
I ain't playing with
No game, the shit's
So I hits the blocks with yay, no fucking (that's right)
I'm heated - and I'm greedy as fuck, I need a
My dog told me watch out for shit and steel
"and if you - lil' nigga, get a vest (boom boom!)
Cause niggas be hungry like you and ready to test"
You die, motherfucker, it's the same gang
Niggas talk who did the killing in jail
We hoo-bangers, hit you block, it up
Smash, the real regulators it up
Push rhymes like weight, push - real
Get my money comin' in state to state (chin chin)
Contemplate, my niggas to the house
Cause if I'm caught by the times, I'm - assed out

We niggas at night
And in the (compton all day, nigga)
We catch fools sleepin' they yawnin'
We niggas at night
We hoo bang, bitch, so heed your warning
(hoo-bang' all day nigga)
We murder niggas at
And in the
We catch fools before they yawnin' (geah)
We niggas at night
We hoo bang, bitch, here's your fuckin

Y'all needs to back the fuck up or your block gon'
Me and my nigga blast with the same gat - my turn
Money and the power, my time to earn
You're dead on arrival, to whom it may
Real thug from the street, yes, die for the
Dips the blocks the heat, right next to my balls
I be the first nigga to on the - front line
Slang quarter piece rocks and dodgin - one
Everybody hustlin' for cash and that's
Half of us be looking for any bill
down ? ? my ass ? ?
But I bails out, another head back to
I gots to the hood, slang - till it drop
The enemies I not, fuck a cop
The enemies, come close but get popped
I lasted, laughed last your heart stopped

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Easily I
The nigga slippin'
I no joke
The tense
I gotta
run real fast
When see the gunsmoke (hey - boom boom!)
I got - hot ones to y'all, bless y'all
West y'all - at the - funeral
Your homies take as they reminisce on nuthin'
I come around you slippin', doing a dumping
One little, two little, little suckers
niggas is killers, you muthafucka
? ? ? ? my scar when he ride
So every other day when I hit your side
Feel my fuckin'
As I blast through your house with your and friends (boom boom!)
Back to my block, 20's and 10's (what up!)
In the back of the alley sippin' and gins (right)
On sundays,
Moms pray for my
And ask to protect my life ends, geah

Chorus...

Compton all day,
Hoo-bang all day,
You how the fuck we represent
To the

9-9 times,
Eiht packs the 9, so get it