Luyện nghe bài hát Murdergram

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

Motha wanna kill me but don't got the heart
To look me in the eyes with the nine and
whether your for or against this
When I spit with murderous intentions, everybody goes knows
The weapons I they not for show
And you put dresses on weapons when you walk 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 by to your hood screamin bye-bye to you
Why would you fuck me
Knowing I put you six feet deep and them niggas die wit'cha
Cock the hot pistol and pop the hot
And promise you only one thing, to not you
Jahova know the god served ya
Cause or alive when I arrive it's Murda

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

I'm a cruddy nigga, goin dirty bitches
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 your but I ain't your friend Poppy
Jump out the fifteen hundred runnin, niggas don't want it
Get it, Done it, I'm blunted
However it went down, I it happen, made it scrapin
I made it fussin, bustin, I it cappin
And lettin off nothing new to a nigga
Something to do to a nigga, you is a fool nigga
I your type, you hype, all up off that fake shit
You can't understand why a man would to take shit
Or steal shit, but is that real, niggas kill shit, peel shit
I hit you in your head you won't shit!!!
URRUURRRR.....
Let the dogs lose on a ass
Find out if the niggas faster then the blast
A fucking in the truest form
Knowin damn well that what I do is wrong, plus what I do is
Niggas is movies so i gots to stop production
I need a block to function and maybe I'll destructin
The is not for frontin, So let me get that shorty
Cause you don't need shorty
you don't know what to do with that
You might as well hit this 40, before you hit the
Another 24, you want, Money, More!?!
niggas did it raw, with no condom
You find em, sayin he for what he said before I blind them
Get the flame out the four fifth, and there aint gonna be no riff
Dog you want a floss tiff, but would of it to the door if
travled alot slower, and you ran alot faster
But they 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 fucking at, Uh, Uh
My Jigga, My dog Ja, Irv Gotti, Rough Riders, Def Jam
Where my dogs at, Top Fight Uh, my dogs at
Hold me baby, Hold me down baby, Hold me down baby
Boomer One Nigga, URRUURRRR, Murda Motherfucker..