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 slick but you ain't no
You're brinky, dinky, you suck my twinkie

I don't give a if you call me a clown
it on down, it's murder go round
What'cha dishing out, I betcha ya it comes to ya
If you're trying to creep, I'd to say I never knew ya

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

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

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

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

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

Murder go