Luyện nghe bài hát Murder Marcyville (South Philly Niggaz)

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

1]
Check the four of the earth I'm a man of respect
Marcy projects muthafucka I'm the man of
Ya'll done fucked up and called in the cleaners
J.O. you not a felon you a
Don't let the hit you and split your beamer
the punks with you and hit yo team up
Ya'll is hurt and that publicity stunt is not workin'
Ya made a bad situation and
Ya'll see me I just came like rider
You fuckas stop the ??????
How the fuck you try us
You deny us of a dollar
It's the ROC HOLLA!
Beef ain't to a boss
you crossed the line
The orders go out kick in yo
Wavin' the 4 4's all I was
I don't want 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 a nigga fronted on Bleek
Word...Nigga...Never fronted on word
If it's written I wrote it, you it I spoke it
So never forget Bleek ya
I'm from Murda Marcyville
When ya'll in the mirror do ya'll see wills
See through your
Ya'll soft q-tip cotton
Ya'll dudes hardly real
Ya boys on impulse certainly will
If I smack this kid probably squeal
So open the we firin' still
And we clear out the building like a drill
And money too for ya'll to fold
You know to catch a case to me is like a cold
So get your guns you ain't for war
You know the R-O-C is for ya'll

I'm from Murda Murda
My you heard we'll clap you, we certainly will
Philly muthafuckas kill at will
I bet the Mack milli make you (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 bastards tryin' to get your name back
You ain't achieved shit since you got name in rap
We can't be misjudged you hate us in the lyrics
'cause fifth slugs will tear holes in spirit
And it's like rap turned ya'll to kill and
Knowin' gone snitch if a hot one touch you
Talk that gangsta and be a gangsta slain
NY MP gangstas bang
How you real but you need yo click to live
All I need is the and two clips to give
Cheater keep the ratchet
For ya'll where ever ya'll reign, put on your rain jackets
It's a game ya'll fit for draws wit us
And we pop big guns that 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 milli make you (chilli chill)
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