Luyện nghe bài hát Murder Marcyville (South Philly Niggaz)

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

1]
Check the four of the earth I'm a man of respect
Marcy projects I'm the man of respect
Ya'll niggaz done fucked up and in the cleaners
J.O. you not a you a misdemeanor
Don't let the mean hit you and split beamer
Fuck the with you and hit yo team up
Ya'll niggaz is hurt and publicity stunt is not workin'
Ya made a bad situation and
Ya'll wanna see me I just came like
You fuckas better the ??????
How the you gone try us
You can't deny us of a
It's the ROC HOLLA!
Beef nothing to a boss
you crossed the line
The go out kick in yo doors
the 4 4's all I heard was
Jigga I don't it no more

I'm from Murda Marcyville
My nigga you heard clap you, we certainly will
Philly muthafuckas kill at will
I bet the Mack milli make you (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 forget Bleek told ya
I'm from Murda Marcyville
When ya'll look in the mirror do ya'll see
See your Passat
soft like q-tip cotton
Ya'll ain't hardly real
Ya spit on impulse certainly will
If I smack kid you'll probably squeal
So the Hydro we firin' still
And we clear out the building a fire drill
And too long for ya'll to fold
You know to catch a to me is like a common cold
So get your you ain't ready for war
You know the R-O-C is strong for

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

3]
I'm in a zone you done disturbed the peace
I try to and still got word off the streets and
You frail tryin' to get your name 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 will tear in your spirit
And it's like rap ya'll to kill and hustle
Knowin' ya'll gone snitch if a hot one you
Talk that gangsta slang and be a gangsta
NY MP gangstas bang
How you talk real but you yo click to live
All I is the fifth and two clips to give
Cheater keep the ratchet
For ya'll it's 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 clap you, we certainly will
South muthafuckas kill at will
I bet the Mack milli you niggas (chilli chill)
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