Luyện nghe bài hát Murder, Murder, Kill, Kill

Soldier rag on my eye, fit on my frame
I scream, "Whoa", when I through makin' that MAC-11 sang
If I'm dyin' bad, don't tell my folks, I wasn't no joke when I
me up in camoflauge, and put that tank on my casket

That nigga was hip hop, nigga was gangsta
nigga was tall, that nigga was slim
That nigga was shell
You wouldn't fuck with him

I hung with killas, I hung with
I hung with Gs, I hung thugs
I hung them niggas
Who probably wanted to me

Fuckas, I cross my heart and the trigger
Dear God if I die, let me see the of my killa
So I can haunt that nigga, shot me through the rubber
He knew I would be a young bad muthafucka, when I

Murda, murda, murda,
Kill, kill, kill,
real, shit's real
On the battlefield, on the

Murda, murda, murda,
Kill, kill, kill,
Shit's real, real
On the battlefield, on the

I said, I'm sick and tired of you niggas
I'm not that nigga to play
They thinkin' that they can tell me they want
And I ain't gon say

I guess I'm supposed to be lettin' you me bitches
And to my face
Just look at ya, let ya over me, ignore ya
go by my way

Cut it out, stop that, ya got that feelin'
However, wherever, ya ready, I'm that nigga
You said, "Fuck No Limit", then the next you heard was "Ow"
That was me whippin' the fuck out that bitch in the House

Look at you now, I'm warnin' you
Wherever you fuck up there
I'm shuttin' you down, I'm you
If we know you don't come round that tank

Or No Limit gon clown, I over yo ass balls as big as Godzilla
Here lizard, lizard, lizard, I'm to get ya
I catch ya, you can betcha, blood gon spill
murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,

Murda, murda, murda,
Kill, kill, kill,
Shit's real, shit's
On the battlefield, on the

Murda, murda, murda,
Kill, kill, kill,
real, shit's real
On the battlefield, on the

I was born a soldier, mama tell ya I never was fake, I was real
I'm camouflaged and never die, it been way since I was l'il
murda, murda, murda, murda, kill, kill, it's
You cross me wrong, don't think I forgot ya, just waitin' on you to

You started beef the Assassin, when you see me you gotta be blastin'
Ain't no love for the side, 'cause I get all up in the ass and
uptown, ghetto niggas shell shocked
Camoflauged down, rebound, straight off the block, what?