Luyện nghe bài hát Murdergram

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

wanna kill me but don't got the heart
To look me in the eyes the nine and spark
'Cause whether you're for or this
When I spit murderous intentions
goes, everybody knows

The weapons I possess, not for show
And you put dresses on your when you walk out the door
See once I flash mother fuckers better do the one dash
Or be one ass

J to the A Y to the drive by to your
Screamin' bye-bye to you, why would you with me?
Knowing I put you six feet deep and them
Could die wit'cha the hot pistol and pop the hot Cristal

And promise you only one thing, to not you
Jahova know the god that ya
'Cause dead or alive I arrive it's murda

I hope y'all niggas know to lay low now
'Cause thou shall if you don't bow down
'Cause I hit 'em on sight, it's dark, dim the
You shot twice god bless to this the

That a lot of niggas fear the of their life
And you dead right be in hell for ice
Fuckin' with Ja you bitch talking shit
All on my dick you broke niggas me rich

You blaze me 'cause you high ripped off the henne rock
Flow semi-hot me your not
Check my not even on a bad day you beat this
beat your dick or your bitch

My flow be the shit, gravely ill
Niggas dying 'cause they know I like iron
Nothing but bark flyin', flows and mics, and night
Go together heaven and light
Niggas ain't my plight, It's alright

I let the world I shine like ice
I bet it all I can throw a hard in the dice
'Cause I'm a gambling man, you gamble
With a gat in your hand, spin in barrel and put it to your

'Cause we dance no more all we do is cock and spit
Dedicated to you nothing but thug shit
Think we playing, you fall further
Fuckin' I N C is murda

I'm a cruddy nigga, goin' raw-doggin' bitches
And if I get burnt, I'm that shit to thirty bitches
You say you know a nigga like me, guess Poppy
I might smile up in face but I ain't your friend Poppy

Jump out the fifteen hundred runnin', niggas 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 made it

And lettin' off wasn't nothing new to a
to do to a nigga 'cause you is a fool nigga
I your type, you hype, all up off that fake shit
You can't why a man would have to take shit

Or steal shit, but this is that real, kill shit, peel shit
I hit you in your you won't feel shit
Let the dogs lose on a ass
Find out if the niggas faster the trigger's blast

A snake in the truest form
Knowin' damn well that what I do is wrong, what I do is strong
Niggas is makin' so I gots to stop production
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 that
You don't know to do with that shorty
You as well hit this 40, before you hit the floor

Another 24, what you want, money,
Them niggas did it raw, no condom
You find 'em, sayin' sorry he for what he before I blind them
Get the flame out the four fifth, and ain't gonna be no more riff

Dog you want a tiff but would of made it to the door if
Bullets traveled a lot slower and you ran a lot
But they don't and you can't so don't think after
tomorrow ain't comin', so stop runnin'
'Cause you gonna die a sucker, murder motherfucker

Uh, where my mother fucking at?
My nigga Jigga, my dog Ja, Irv Gotti, Riders, Def Jam
Where my dogs at? Top Uh, where my dogs at?
Hold me down, baby, hold me down, baby, hold me down,
one love nigga, murda motherfucker