Luyện nghe bài hát Murdergram

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

fuckers wanna kill me but don't got the heart
To look me in the eyes with the and spark
whether your for or against this
When I spit with murderous intentions, everybody 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 better do the one shot
Or be one ass
J to the A-Y to the by to your hood screamin bye-bye to you
Why you fuck with me
Knowing I put you six feet deep and them niggas could die
Cock the hot and pop the hot Cristal
And promise you one thing, to not miss you
know the god that served ya
Cause dead or alive when I arrive it's

[Ja
Shit I hope ya'll niggas to lay low now
Cause thou shall 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 fear the coming of their life
And you dead right be in looking for ice
Fuckin with Ja you bitch niggas talking
All on my you broke niggas making me rich
You gonna blaze me you high ripped off the henne rock
Flow semi-hot me your not
my forte not even on a bad day you beat this
Rather beat dick or your bitch
My be the sick shit, gravely ill
Niggas dying cause they know I spit like iron, nothing but flyin
Flows and mics, hell and night, go together like and light
Niggas ain't my plight, It's alright
I let the know I shine like ice
I bet it all I can throw a hard four in the
Cause I'm a man, you should gamble with a gat in your hand
in barrel and put it to your head
Cause we don't dance no more all we do is cock and
Dedicated to giving you nothing but shit
we playing, you undoubtable fall further
Fuckin with I N C is

I'm a cruddy nigga, goin raw-doggin dirty
and if I get burnt, I'm givin that shit to bitches
You say you know a nigga like me, guess again
I might smile up in 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 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 shit
You understand why a man would have to take shit
Or steal shit, but this is that real, 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 faster then the trigger's
A fucking in the truest form
Knowin damn well that I do is wrong, plus what I do is strong
Niggas is makin movies so i gots to stop
I need a block to and maybe I'll stop destructin
The is not for frontin, So let me get that shorty
Cause you don't need shorty
you don't know to do with that shorty
You as well hit this 40, before you hit the floor
Another 24, you want, Money, More!?!
Them 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 slower, and you ran alot faster
But they don't and you can't so don't think about
tomorrow ain't comin, so stop runnin
cause you gonna die like a
Motherfucker!!!

Uh!, my mother fucking 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, me down baby, Hold me down baby
Boomer One Love Nigga, URRUURRRR, Motherfucker..