Luyện nghe bài hát Murderer Iii

Muthafuckin'
Bitch, yo, my sister
Bitch, I'm 'bout to get my
that I'm comin' and I gotta get him
And I gotta kill him and cease all his shit
And walk with this venomous
'Cuz she's to be there for me
Six years, still

I know gonna be that way
Until the day that grave is filled up
I still can't forget'cha all you did is spilled blood
Bitch that was my only sister, you can't kill her
Don't that fuck you, [unverified], can't you feel her?
what the fuck she get for givin' you her real love [unverified]

I tried to play cool and mind my business, and out it
I was to be all in, when it comes to your family
Share problems
I just wish I would've knew then what I now
I just wish I could've up before it went down
Now I'm sayin', "Damn", up hollerin', "Damn"
Wait I get that muthafucka, and I am

Murder, murder,
Murder, murder,
(Get muthafucka what I tell myself)

Murder, murder,
Murder, murder,
(Get that what I tell myself)

Now,
Would you come to my house, tell the
Then turn around and be 'bout [unverified]
Muthafucka in water
I know you didn't want son to rot
So if you support him
you can jump up in the skillet with him and fry
Bitch, my goddamn sister to call you mama

And this is how you honor her
I'm and to her I say murderer
Her and her love, you deserted her
Changed the whole story and got on the evening and shined
The bitch start actin', got on the witness and start cryin'
Now who the fuck you think you Or convincin'?

It be your fuckin' self
It hurt me so bad, to avoid doin' crazy
I had to write shit down on paper
And show you what the fuck I
You me, it's a show of shame,
You saw that in my sister face, she died in pain

Murder, murder,
Murder, murder,
(Get muthafucka what I tell myself)

Murder, murder,
Murder, murder,
(Get that muthafucka what I myself)

Thou not kill
Bitch, I can finishin' the argument
That was havin' over automobiles
shalt not lie
I know you did, I'm comin' to get'cha
You live
Look, you sleep is the fuckin' price
Shit, a throat for a throat, a life for a

Fuck my feelings, you owe that to my and her son
My children auntie there, fuckin', well right I got a grudge
On Ma, and her lawyer, and the courts
And the and the judge
Defenses, your immediate members
I'm on it and burnin' the district attorney
You down on us
Shipped that coward out his fuckin'

And let him skip town on us like that
And I guess I'm to let that shit go down, ha?
like that, I'm makin' it happen to these actors
My and my telephone bar
And my hat on backwards
Takin' your boyfriend, how it end
But until then, I'm livin' for

Murder, murder,
Murder, murder,
(Get muthafucka what I tell myself)

Murder, murder,
Murder, murder,
(Get muthafucka what I tell myself)

Bitch you my sister

Bitch you killed my

Bitch, you killed my
I tell myself