Luyện nghe bài hát Murdergram

Niggas is dead, dead I tell you, be serious
you think is gonna happen
with three of the illest niggas
Street music and so on one track,huh?
be serious, it's murda nigga, huh, it's Murda

Motha fuckers wanna kill me but got the heart
To look me in the eyes with the nine and
Cause whether your for or this
When I spit with murderous intentions, everybody goes everybody
The weapons I they not for show
And you put dresses on your weapons when you walk out the
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 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 only one thing, to not you
Jahova know the god that ya
Cause dead or alive when I it's Murda

[Ja
I hope ya'll niggas know to lay low now
Cause thou shall perish if you bow down
I hit em on sight, its dark dim the lights
You twice god bless to this the night
alot of niggas fear the coming of their life
And you right be in hell looking for ice
Fuckin with Ja you niggas talking shit
All on my you broke niggas making me rich
You gonna me cause you high ripped off the henne rock
Flow semi-hot me your not
Check my forte not even on a bad day you beat
beat your dick or your bitch
My flow be the shit, gravely ill
dying cause they know I spit like iron, nothing but bark flyin
Flows and mics, hell and night, go together like heaven and
Niggas ain't my plight, It's alright
I let the world 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 dance no more all we do is and spit
Dedicated to giving you but thug shit
Think we playing, you fall further
with I N C is Murda

I'm a cruddy nigga, raw-doggin dirty bitches
and if I get burnt, I'm givin shit to thirty bitches
You say you know a nigga like me, again Poppy
I might smile up in your face but I ain't your friend
Jump out the fifteen hundred like runnin, don't want it
Get it, it, when I'm blunted
However it went down, I made it happen, made it
I made it fussin, bustin, I it cappin
And off wasn't nothing new to a nigga
Something to do to a nigga, Cause you is a fool
I know your type, you hype, all up off that fake
You can't understand why a man would to take shit
Or steal shit, but this is that real, niggas shit, peel shit
I hit you in head you won't feel shit!!!
URRUURRRR.....
Let the dogs lose on a ass
Find out if the niggas then the trigger's blast
A snake in the truest form
damn well that 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 and maybe I'll stop destructin
The blocks is not for frontin, So let me get that
you don't need that shorty
you don't know what to do that shorty
You might as hit this 40, before you hit the floor
Another 24, you want, Money, More!?!
Them niggas did it raw, no condom
You em, sayin 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 floss tiff, but of made it to the door if
Bullets travled slower, and you ran alot faster
But they don't and you can't so think about after
Cause ain't comin, so stop runnin
cause you gonna die a sucker
Motherfucker!!!

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