Luyện nghe bài hát Murders, Pimps +Thugs

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

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

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

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

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

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