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 my twinkie

I don't give a fuck if you call me a
Break it on down, murder go round
What'cha dishing out, I betcha ya it back to ya
If you're trying to creep, I'd hate to say I never ya

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

go round