Luyện nghe bài hát Murder Marcyville (South Philly Niggaz)

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

1]
Check the four corners of the earth I'm a man of
projects muthafucka I'm the man of respect
Ya'll niggaz fucked up and called in the cleaners
J.O. you not a felon you a
Don't let the mean hit you and split beamer
Fuck the punks with you and hit yo up
Ya'll niggaz is hurt and that stunt is not workin'
Ya made a bad worse and
wanna see me I just came like rider
You fuckas better the ??????
How the you gone try us
You deny us of a dollar
the ROC bitch HOLLA!
Beef ain't nothing to a
you crossed the line
The orders go out in yo doors
Wavin' the 4 4's all I was
I don't want it no more

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

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

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

3]
I'm in a zone you niggaz disturbed the peace
I try to relax and still got word off the and
You frail bastards to get your name back
You achieved shit 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 like rap turned ya'll to kill and hustle
Knowin' ya'll snitch if a hot one touch you
Talk that gangsta and be a gangsta slain
These NY MP gangstas
How you talk real but you yo click to live
All I is the fifth and two clips to give
Cheater the unstained ratchet
For ya'll it's ever ya'll reign, put on your rain jackets
It's a game ain't fit for draws wit us
And we pop with big that tear through all the trucks

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)
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