Luyện nghe bài hát Murders, Pimps +Thugs

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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 was my trademark
as that blunt spark
I, inhale, exhale, took my next
routine, get up, wash ass, get cream
Cop first tear on my slick sixteen
I seen more bricks and cash and
Got greedy, and weed up with that
'cause Pa-pi's gettin sloppy, and fiendly
Stupid nigga, you been thoughts with your enemy?
Murderous, grimey, from where? Hollis
Woodhull, got it all from and fiends
I need cream, so I strap the to my waistline
OZ, keys to the three
Hundred GS
Bulletproof vest to eliminate
Ha, who the

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[Do or
Don't get close to our side if you ain't from New
You screamin "Ride or Die" or "Pimp you die"
You you a murderer, put your guns in the sky
them see em, 'cause every nigga we fuck with has heaters
Don't get, stepped with heaters when you hatin on these po-pos
Don't think for one time Ja's comin
It's Do or Die, Chicago
Neighborhood you from a block with a flock of thugs
Ready to show love
Grippin with guns and clips
And worldwide all these niggaz we love that shit
How hard we hit, we put you in your darkest
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 glocks, cock, pop, drop, quit hastin
I's put two in your bitch ass hot with the casin
It's or be killed in Chi recognize what you facin
Whores and pimps, hustlers, killers, and dealers
Since a shorty been seeds with a plug in
Two for ten, up on the diamond cut griller
Be em or see em motherfuckers, be a hoe
noise 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, hollerin shit

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

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