Luyện nghe bài hát Murder Go Round

What can I say, man, I hit him with the
Killed the prick, him and his chick
to be slick but you ain't no slinky
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 back to ya
If you're 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 laying in the street with blood oozing out my
Excuse me, motherfucker, was it something I

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

Now I walk the with a shattered skull
I'm swing my axe to his jaw
the motherfucker at? Where the motherfucker stay?
How ya fuck 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

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

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

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

go round