Luyện nghe bài hát Murder Marcyville (South Philly Niggaz)

I'm from Murda Marcyville
My nigga you we'll clap you, we certainly will
South muthafuckas kill at will
I bet the Mack make you niggas (chilli chill)

1]
Check the corners of the earth I'm a man of respect
Marcy muthafucka I'm the man of respect
niggaz done fucked up and called in the cleaners
J.O. you not a felon you a
Don't let the mean hit you and your beamer
the punks with you and hit yo team up
Ya'll niggaz is and that publicity stunt is not workin'
Ya made a bad situation and
Ya'll wanna see me I came like rider
You fuckas better stop the
How the you gone try us
You deny us of a dollar
It's the ROC HOLLA!
Beef ain't nothing to a
you crossed the line
The orders go out kick in yo
Wavin' the 4 4's all I was
Jigga I don't it no more

I'm from Murda Marcyville
My nigga you we'll clap you, we certainly will
South Philly muthafuckas kill at
I bet the Mack make you niggas (chilli chill)

2]
You heard a fronted on Bleek
Word...Nigga...Never fronted on word
If it's written I wrote it, you spit it I it
So never forget told ya
I'm Murda Murda Marcyville
ya'll look in the mirror do ya'll see wills
See through your
soft like q-tip cotton
Ya'll ain't hardly real
Ya boys spit on impulse will
If I smack this kid probably squeal
So open the Hydro we still
And we clear out the building like a drill
And money too long for ya'll to
You know to catch a case to me is like a common
So get guns you ain't ready for war
You know the R-O-C is strong for

I'm from Murda Murda
My nigga you heard we'll you, we certainly will
Philly muthafuckas kill at will
I bet the Mack milli you niggas (chilli chill)

3]
I'm in a zone you niggaz done disturbed the
I try to relax and still got off the streets and
You frail bastards tryin' to get your back
You ain't achieved since you got your name in rap
We can't be you hate us flows in the lyrics
'cause fifth slugs will tear in your spirit
And it's like rap turned ya'll to and hustle
Knowin' ya'll gone snitch if a hot one you
Talk that slang and be a gangsta slain
These NY MP bang
How you talk real but you need yo to live
All I need is the fifth and two clips to
Cheater keep the ratchet
For ya'll it's where ya'll reign, put on your rain jackets
It's a ya'll ain't fit for draws wit us
And we pop with big guns tear through all the trucks

I'm from Murda Marcyville
My nigga you heard we'll clap you, we will
South Philly muthafuckas kill at
I bet the Mack make you niggas (chilli chill)
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