Luyện nghe bài hát Murder Go Round

What can I say, man, I hit him with the
Killed the prick, him and his chick
Tried to be slick but you no slinky
You're brinky, dinky, you suck my twinkie

I don't a fuck if you call me a clown
it on down, it's murder go round
What'cha dishing out, I ya it comes back to ya
If you're trying to creep, I'd hate to say I knew ya

Once a time in the ghetto zone
A lead pipe slapped on my dome
I'm laying in the street blood oozing out my head
Excuse me, motherfucker, was it something I

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

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

There he sits, so I on the door
Pops opened up, pops hit the
Then I chop chop pops in his nugget
Well, he do shit, fuck it, it's the murder go round

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

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

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

go round