Luyện nghe bài hát Murder Marcyville (South Philly Niggaz)

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

1]
Check the corners of the earth I'm a man of respect
Marcy projects I'm the man of respect
Ya'll niggaz done fucked up and called in the
J.O. you not a felon you a
Don't let the mean hit you and split beamer
Fuck the punks 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 wanna see me I just came rider
You fuckas stop the ??????
How the you gone try us
You can't deny us of a
It's the ROC HOLLA!
Beef ain't to a boss
Nigga you the line
The orders go out in yo doors
the 4 4's all I heard was
Jigga I don't it no more

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

2]
You heard a nigga on Bleek
Word...Nigga...Never fronted on word
If it's I wrote it, you spit it I spoke it
So never forget told ya
I'm from Murda Marcyville
ya'll look in the mirror do ya'll see wills
See through Passat
Ya'll soft like cotton
Ya'll ain't hardly real
Ya boys on impulse certainly will
If I smack this kid you'll squeal
So open the Hydro we firin'
And we out the building like a fire drill
And too long for ya'll to fold
You know to catch a case to me is 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 we'll clap you, we will
South Philly kill at will
I bet the Mack make you niggas (chilli chill)

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

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