Luyện nghe bài hát Murders, Pimps +Thugs

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We the murderers, pimps thugs
We the murderers, pimps plus
We the murderers, plus thugs
We the murderers, murderers,

[Ja
up in the ghetto
With that New York of mind
I realized that night, that my future was
Hustlin was my trademark
as that blunt spark
I, inhale, exhale, took my sale
Daily routine, get up, ass, get cream
Cop first tear on my slick sixteen
I seen more and cash and shit
Got greedy, and weed up with counterfit
'cause gettin sloppy, and kinda fiendly
Stupid nigga, you been trading thoughts with your
Murderous, grimey, from where? Queens
Woodhull, got it all from and fiends
I cream, so I strap the nine to my waistline
Grabbin OZ, keys to the
GS nigga
Bulletproof to eliminate stress
Ha, who the

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

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

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[Do or
get gone, chrome by the hip bone
Hit domes like pickles, not to sit on
Better pimp on 'for the clips get sticked home
Sit til the tricks gone
Then flash the hood like you misunderstood
Diamonds over get that
all good see, low down four pound
Full clips for showdowns, smoke weed and throw
Representin both towns, you don't know now, better down
flippin filty
Cream stream dream, Hennessy,
Theres blood for the true thug, weight in the po-pub
It's nuthin, sit down and up, roll like that
Then in the morn we ball like

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