Luyện nghe bài hát Murder Go Round

What can I say, man, I hit him with the
Killed the little prick, him and his
to be slick 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 dishing out, I ya it comes back to ya
If trying to creep, I'd hate to say I never knew ya

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

up, forks down, man, forks sideways
Then he grabbed my and he said, "Crime pays"
Swung on his pipe again for the road
"Hold up, dawg," uh, this shit old

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

There he sits, so I on the door
Pops up, pops hit the floor
Then I chop chop pops twice in his
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 fuck a wicked clown?

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

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

Murder go