Luyện nghe bài hát Murdergram

Niggas is dead, dead I tell you, be serious
you think is gonna happen
with three of the niggas together
Street and so fourth on one track,huh?
Can't be serious, it's murda nigga, huh, Murda

Motha fuckers wanna kill me but don't got the
To look me in the eyes with the and spark
Cause whether your for or this
When I with murderous intentions, everybody goes everybody knows
The weapons I possess they not for
And you put dresses on your weapons when you walk out the
See I flash mother fuckers better do the one shot dash
Or be one ass
J to the A-Y to the drive by to your hood screamin to you
Why would you with me
Knowing I put you six feet and them niggas could die wit'cha
Cock the hot pistol and pop the hot
And promise you only one thing, to not you
Jahova the god that served ya
Cause dead or alive when I arrive Murda

[Ja
Shit I hope ya'll know to lay low now
Cause thou perish if you don't bow down
Cause I hit em on sight, its dark dim the
You shot twice god bless to this the
That alot of fear the coming of their life
And you dead right be in hell for ice
Fuckin with Ja you bitch niggas talking
All on my dick you niggas making me rich
You gonna me cause you high ripped off the henne rock
semi-hot handling me your not
Check my forte not even on a bad day you beat
Rather beat dick or your bitch
My flow be the sick shit, ill
Niggas dying cause they I spit like iron, nothing but bark flyin
Flows and mics, hell and night, go like heaven and light
ain't seein my plight, It's alright
I let the world know I like ice
I bet it all I can a hard four in the dice
Cause I'm a gambling man, you should gamble a gat in your hand
Spin in barrel and put it to head
Cause we don't dance no more all we do is and spit
Dedicated to giving you nothing but shit
Think we playing, you undoubtable fall
Fuckin with I N C is

I'm a cruddy nigga, goin raw-doggin bitches
and if I get burnt, I'm givin that shit to bitches
You say you know a nigga like me, guess Poppy
I might up in your face but I ain't your friend Poppy
Jump out the hundred like runnin, niggas don't want it
Get it, it, when I'm blunted
However it down, I made it happen, made it scrapin
I made it fussin, bustin, I made it
And lettin off nothing new to a nigga
to do to a nigga, Cause you is a fool nigga
I know your type, you hype, all up off fake shit
You can't understand why a man would to take shit
Or steal shit, but this is real, niggas kill shit, peel shit
I hit you in your you won't feel shit!!!
URRUURRRR.....
Let the lose on a niggas ass
Find out if the niggas faster the trigger's blast
A fucking in the truest form
Knowin damn well what I do is wrong, plus what I do is strong
Niggas is makin movies so i gots to production
I need a block to function and maybe I'll destructin
The blocks is not for frontin, So let me get shorty
Cause you need that shorty
you don't know to do with that shorty
You might as hit this 40, before you hit the floor
Another 24, you want, Money, More!?!
niggas did it raw, with no condom
You find em, sorry he for what he said before I blind them
Get the out the four fifth, and there aint gonna be no more riff
Dog you want a tiff, but would of made it to the door if
Bullets travled alot slower, and you ran faster
But they and you can't so don't think about after
Cause tomorrow comin, so stop runnin
cause you die like a sucker
Motherfucker!!!

Uh!, where my mother fucking at, Uh, Uh
My nigga Jigga, My dog Ja, Irv Gotti, Riders, Def Jam
my dogs at, Top Fight Uh, Where my dogs at
Hold me baby, Hold me down baby, Hold me down baby
Boomer One Nigga, URRUURRRR, Murda Motherfucker..