Luyện nghe bài hát Murder Go Round

What can I say, man, I hit him the brick
Killed the prick, him and his chick
Tried to be but you ain't no slinky
You're brinky, you're dinky, you suck my

I don't give a fuck if you me a clown
it on down, it's murder go round
What'cha out, I betcha ya it comes back to ya
If you're trying to creep, I'd hate to say I knew ya

Once upon a time in the zone
A ten-foot lead slapped on my dome
I'm laying in the street with blood oozing out my
me, motherfucker, was it something I said

Forks up, down, man, forks sideways
he grabbed my finger and he said, "Crime pays"
Swung on his once again for the road
"Hold up, dawg," uh, shit gets old

Now I the streets with a shattered skull
I'm gonna my axe to his jaw
Where the motherfucker at? Where the motherfucker
How ya gonna fuck the juggla Jay-ay-ay

There he sits, so I on the door
Pops opened up, pops hit the
Then I chop chop twice in his nugget
Well, he didn't do shit, fuck it, the murder go round

Murder go round, murder go
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked
Murder go round, go round
How ya gonna with a wicked clown?

go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked
Murder go round, go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked

go round, murder go round
How ya gonna with a wicked clown?
Murder go round, go round
How ya gonna fuck a wicked clown?

Murder go