Luyện nghe bài hát Murdergram

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

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

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

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

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

Shit I 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 coming of their
And you right be in hell looking for ice
with Ja you bitch niggas talking shit
All on my dick you broke making me rich

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

My flow be the sick shit, ill
Niggas dying 'cause they know I like iron
Nothing but bark flyin', and mics, hell and night
Go together like heaven and
Niggas seein' my plight, It's alright

I let the know I shine like 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

we don't 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' dirty
And if I get burnt, I'm givin' that to thirty bitches
You say you know a like me, guess again Poppy
I might smile up in your but I ain't your friend Poppy

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

And lettin' off wasn't new to a nigga
Something to do to a nigga you is a fool nigga
I know type, you hype, all up off that fake shit
You can't understand why a man would have to 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 the trigger's blast

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

Another 24, you want, money, more?
Them niggas did it raw, with no
You find 'em, sayin' he for what he said before I blind 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
Bullets traveled a lot and you ran a lot faster
But they don't and you can't so don't about after
tomorrow 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 at? Top Fight Uh, where my dogs at?
Hold me down, baby, hold me down, baby, hold me down,
one love nigga, murda motherfucker