Luyện nghe bài hát Murdergram

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

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

The weapons I possess, they not for
And you put dresses on your weapons when you walk out the
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 hood
Screamin' bye-bye to you, why would you fuck me?
Knowing I put you six feet deep and them
Could die wit'cha the hot pistol and pop the hot Cristal

And you only one thing, to not miss you
Jahova the god that served ya
dead 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 fear the coming of their
And you dead right be in looking for ice
Fuckin' with Ja you niggas talking shit
All on my you broke niggas making me rich

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

My flow be the shit, gravely ill
Niggas 'cause they know I spit like iron
Nothing but bark flyin', flows and mics, hell and
Go together like and light
Niggas ain't seein' my plight, alright

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

'Cause we don't dance no more all we do is and spit
Dedicated to you nothing but thug shit
we playing, you undoubtable fall further
Fuckin' with I N C is

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, guess again
I might smile up in face but I ain't your friend Poppy

out the fifteen hundred like runnin', niggas don't want it
Get it, done it, I'm blunted
However it went down, I made it happen, made it
I made it fussin', bustin', I made it

And lettin' off nothing new to a nigga
Something to do to a nigga you is a fool nigga
I know your type, you hype, all up off fake shit
You understand why a man would have to take shit

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

A fucking snake in the truest
damn well that what I do is wrong, plus 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 shorty
You don't know to do with that shorty
You might as hit this 40, before you hit the floor

24, what you want, money, more?
Them niggas did it raw, no condom
You find 'em, sayin' sorry he for what he said before I them
Get the flame out the four fifth, and there gonna be no more riff

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

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