Luyện nghe bài hát Murdergram

Niggas is dead, dead I tell you, can't be
What you think is gonna
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 wanna kill me but got the heart
To look me in the eyes with the nine and
'Cause you're for or against this
When I spit with intentions
Everybody goes, knows

The I possess, they not for show
And you put dresses on your weapons when you out the door
See once I flash fuckers better 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
Could die wit'cha cock the hot pistol and pop the hot

And promise you 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
thou shall perish if you don't bow down
'Cause I hit 'em on sight, dark, dim the lights
You shot twice god bless to this the

That a lot of fear the coming of their life
And you dead be in hell 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 ripped off the henne rock
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 know I spit like
Nothing but bark flyin', flows and mics, hell and
Go together like and light
Niggas ain't seein' my plight, It's

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 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 giving you but thug shit
Think we playing, you undoubtable fall
Fuckin' with I N C is

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

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

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

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

A fucking snake in the form
Knowin' damn well what I do is wrong, plus what I do is strong
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 that shorty
You don't know what to do with that
You as well 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 I blind them
Get the flame out the fifth, and there ain't gonna be no more riff

Dog you want a floss tiff but of made it to the door if
traveled a lot slower 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 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, where my at?
me down, baby, hold me down, baby, hold me down, baby
Boomer one love nigga, motherfucker