Luyện nghe bài hát Murder Go Round

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

I give a fuck if you call me a clown
Break it on down, it's go round
dishing out, I betcha ya it comes 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 pipe slapped on my
I'm laying in the with blood oozing out my head
Excuse me, motherfucker, was it something I

Forks up, forks down, man, sideways
he grabbed 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 with a shattered skull
I'm gonna my axe to his jaw
Where the motherfucker at? the motherfucker stay?
How ya gonna fuck with the Jay-ay-ay

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

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

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

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

Murder go