Luyện nghe bài hát Murder Marcyville (South Philly Niggaz)

I'm from Murda Murda
My nigga you heard clap you, we certainly will
South 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
projects muthafucka 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 with you and hit yo up
Ya'll niggaz is and that publicity stunt is not workin'
Ya a bad situation worse and
Ya'll wanna see me I came like rider
You fuckas better the ??????
How the fuck you try us
You can't deny us of a
It's the ROC HOLLA!
Beef ain't to a boss
Nigga you crossed the
The orders go out in yo doors
Wavin' the 4 4's all I was
I don't want it no more

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

2]
You heard a nigga on Bleek
Word...Nigga...Never on Bleek word
If it's I wrote it, you spit it I spoke it
So never Bleek told ya
I'm from Murda Marcyville
When ya'll look in the mirror do ya'll see
See through Passat
Ya'll soft q-tip cotton
Ya'll dudes hardly real
Ya boys spit on impulse certainly
If I smack kid you'll probably squeal
So open the Hydro we firin'
And we clear out the building like a fire
And money too long for to fold
You know to catch a case to me is like a common
So get your you ain't ready for war
You know the is strong for ya'll

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

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

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