Luyện nghe bài hát Murdergram

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

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

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

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

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