Luyện nghe bài hát Murdergram

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

Mothafuckers wanna me but don't got the heart
To me in the eyes with the nine and spark
whether you're for or against this
When I spit with murderous
Everybody goes, everybody

The I possess, they 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 dash
Or be one ass

J to the A Y to the by to your hood
bye-bye to you, why would you fuck with me?
Knowing I put you six deep and them niggas
Could die cock the hot pistol and pop the hot Cristal

And promise you one thing, to not miss you
know the god that served ya
'Cause or alive when I arrive it's murda

Shit I hope y'all know to lay low now
'Cause thou shall perish if you bow down
I hit 'em on sight, it's dark, dim the lights
You shot twice god bless to this the

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

You gonna me 'cause you high ripped off the henne rock
semi-hot handling 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', and mics, hell and night
Go together like heaven and
ain't seein' my plight, It's alright

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

'Cause we don't dance no more all we do is cock and
to giving you nothing but thug shit
Think we playing, you undoubtable fall
with I N C is murda

I'm a cruddy nigga, raw-doggin' dirty bitches
And if I get burnt, I'm givin' that to thirty bitches
You say you know a nigga like me, again Poppy
I might smile up in your face but I your friend Poppy

Jump out the fifteen hundred like runnin', don't want it
Get it, done it, when I'm
it went down, I made it happen, made it scrapin'
I made it fussin', bustin', I made it

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

Or steal shit, but this is that real, niggas shit, peel shit
I hit you in your head you feel shit
Let the dogs lose on a ass
Find out if the niggas faster then the trigger's

A fucking snake in the form
Knowin' damn well that what I do is wrong, what I do is strong
Niggas is makin' movies so I gots to production
I a block to function and maybe I'll stop destructin'

The blocks is not for frontin', so let me get shorty
'Cause you need that shorty
You don't know what to do with shorty
You might as well hit this 40, you hit the floor

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

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

Uh, where my mother dogs at?
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 down,
Boomer one love nigga, motherfucker