Luyện nghe bài hát Murder Made Easy

Outlaw, outlaw, your mother fucking Jersey Mob
In the name of Makaveli the Don, the killa motherfuckin'

wanna know how I live my life
(Pucka)
Where's my
(Pucka)
Where's my
No matter now I answer then, my stripes
You keep poppin' shit, I'll pin my dying

At your dega, smokin' on your drow flavor
Spit some pimp shit then dip with old neighbor
(Come on)
And if you really feel some type of way it
Run up in your hood, I'll shoot my fuckin' way about it

This Jersey Mob, Outlaw,
To my crew selling coke cock dollars
We in the game, eat the pain, maintain
All the wanna see us in chain gangs
The for traitors, that's all a cop thought off

We stool pigeons smokin' in salt water pigeon
Only my Lord and our know what happened to him
His family prayin' 'cause one day they might into him

With to lose, I walk through clutchin' my tools?'
Ice-grill make you wanna say, "What's fuckin' Smooth"
(Yo, what's fuckin' with nigga?)
I'm of these crews, actin' like they've been payin' dues
I put the heat to 'em, tell them niggaz kick off they

What would you do in the position it's us against you?
Teflon mother fucker, can your head take two?
Shut the fuck up 'fore your luck's up, what you do
your shit's up? Besides get dissed on nigga
And pistol whipped up, tied up, mouth taped up, out and hit up

Leave you in pray, gotta give you a napkin to wipe that up
After the fact, holdin' in time, shit up for lit up, high drilly and
Yeah, nigga you know the mix-up, we that squad for
Mob for real, it be kill or be killed, so we drawin' that steel
I'm lovin' the rush, Essex county doublin' us, fuckin' us
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
We ownin' enough, them is bust

Murder made easy for dummies before you the trigger
Hit his pockets, take all his money, first you be smart
Check his race and his bag to see if strapped
And hit him once in the face and that's

Well, where you at then I needed you the most?
I hit rock bottom, I see that we was close
Yo box, watch 'em, now they all ballin' campaign
Yeah, that fall in the rain
Dirty ya poppin' like you greasy burger en-flamed

Every verse I drop's another small of the pain
Shit'll never be the same we got burned
is burnt out and yo there's nowhere to turn
Like court adjourned without a quarter to
Short of return to the same in order to earn
niggaz don't learn, I ain't concerned by far

Spit six bars like gem-star, stitches and
Niggaz dry snitchin', yo, intuition bizarre
Picture me starved without a partner, pitchin' is
Listen, my jaw, to find the right position
Is impose? I be yellin' really my eyes
Niggaz kill me when they nod like they really

You ain't shit without your homeboys, y'all ain't no grown
I it all and no voice, now you stuck with no choice
Get on the ground, give up your property, like monopoly
Jersey Mob this time, they're ain't a mother fucker stoppin' me
That's why I pop three in my

Wait for my shit to drop and it's she wrote
Forgot to pull it and I got enough to go around
For everybody challengin', guns, never silence, I'm still
Like Allen and Mister Jeru, well it's mob, all deep shit
You can it, fuck frontin', I ain't never kept a secret

My dog's swift, doin' the hard shift in the jail, I'm still sendin' the
We livin' in Hell, my mom dukes told me, is what you make it
So watch yours close and the will fuck around and take it'
I got spinks payin' a hundred a gram, fifty for half
get 'em for thirty, that's why I dump at last

Murder made easy for dummies you pull the trigger
Hit his pockets, take all his money, first you gotta be
Check his race and his bag to see if strapped
And hit him once in the face and that's

We catch at the stop light and do what's not right
It's worked for centuries to the OG's and peace
We night and we run through your chest, got a bitch
With name on her breast up to set up your death
We watch ass for ten months if we gots 'em
(Yeah)

Then the first mistake you
(See them)
Mother fucker we you
(Got 'em)
We do it so cold, we make your niggaz think they saw a
You untouchable don't even know we so close
(Right to you nigga)
Coast to coast, we so rapidly

Man, the niggaz sittin' next to you to me
'Cause we can touch you when we to
So watch your tongue, we closely, man
Y'all have no one, we got guns plus the ones that Pac left

We got enemies the ones that Pac left
We thug life, outlaw 'cause that's our job
(Yeah, yeah)
We by the Mob and we hittin' these niggaz hard so what?

Murder easy for dummies before you pull the trigger
Hit his pockets, take all his money, first you be smart
Check his race and his bag to see if he's
And hit him once in the and that's that