Luyện nghe bài hát Murders, Pimps +Thugs

[Chorus 2X: Do or
We the murderers, pimps plus
We the murderers, pimps plus
We the murderers, pimps plus
We the murderers, murderers,

[Ja
up in the ghetto
With that New York state of
I realized night, that my future was crime
Hustlin dimes was my
Soon as that blunt
I, inhale, exhale, took my sale
Daily routine, get up, wash ass, get
Cop that tear on my slick sixteen
I seen more bricks and and shit
Got greedy, and weed up with that
'cause Pa-pi's gettin sloppy, and fiendly
Stupid nigga, you been trading thoughts with your
Murderous, grimey, where? Hollis Queens
Woodhull, got it all thugs and fiends
I need cream, so I the nine to my waistline
Grabbin OZ, to the three
GS nigga
Bulletproof to eliminate stress
Ha, who the

2X]

[Do or
get close to our side if you ain't from New York
You "Ride or Die" or "Pimp till you die"
You figurin you a murderer, put guns in the sky
Make see em, 'cause every nigga we fuck with has heaters
Don't get, stepped with these heaters when you on these po-pos
Don't for one time Ja's comin solo
It's Do or Die, collabo
Neighborhood watch you from a block with a of thugs
Ready to some love
with extra guns and clips
And worldwide all these niggaz we love that shit
How hard we hit, we put you in your pits
It's Do or Die and Ja Rule
for life

2X]

[Do or
Can't up with the paper chasin
Gonna run up with these glocks and rob the
Two niggaz glocks, cock, pop, drop, quit hastin
I's put two in your bitch ass gettin hot the casin
It's kill or be killed in Chi recognize you facin
Whores and pimps, hustlers, killers, and drug
Since a shorty been hollerin with a plug in
Two for ten, up on the block diamond cut
Be em or see em motherfuckers, be a hoe
Iller noise state put through my
If niggaz got it's in my blood
Run niggaz spittin hollows followin shit
And killin niggaz ain't real, been hollerin shit

2X]

[Do or
Better get gone, by the hip bone
Hit domes like pickles, not to sit on
Better get'cho pimp on 'for the get sticked home
Sit back til the tricks
Then through the hood like you misunderstood
Diamonds get that wood
all good see, low down four pound
Full clips for showdowns, smoke weed and down
Representin both towns, you don't now, better slow down
P-I-M-P filty
Cream dream, Hennessy, tipsy
Theres blood for the true thug, puttin in the po-pub
It's nuthin, sit down and shut up, roll that
Then in the morn we like that

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