Luyện nghe bài hát Murdergram

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

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

The weapons I possess, not for show
And you put on your 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 drive by to hood
Screamin' to you, why would you fuck with me?
Knowing I put you six feet deep and them
Could die wit'cha cock the hot pistol and pop the hot

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

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

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

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

My be the sick shit, gravely ill
Niggas dying 'cause they I spit like iron
Nothing but bark flyin', flows and mics, hell and
Go together like heaven and
Niggas ain't seein' my plight, It's

I let the know I shine like ice
I bet it all I can throw a hard four in the
'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 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' that to thirty bitches
You say you know a nigga like me, guess again
I smile up in your face but I ain't your friend Poppy

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

And lettin' off wasn't nothing new to a
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 would have to take

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

A snake in the truest form
Knowin' damn well that 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 blocks is not for frontin', so let me get shorty
'Cause you need that shorty
You don't know what to do with that
You might as well hit this 40, before you hit the

24, what 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 flame out the four fifth, and ain't gonna be no more riff

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

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