Luyện nghe bài hát Murder Go Round

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

I don't give a if you call me a clown
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 knew ya

Once upon a in the ghetto zone
A lead pipe slapped on my dome
I'm laying in the street with oozing out my head
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 pipe once again for the
"Hold up, dawg," uh, this shit old

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

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

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

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

Murder go