Luyện nghe bài hát Murkin Season

Ey, I'd like to welcome all you man
To the home of the goons,where the yards over crowded
And where chopperz is a

You caught slippin' crackers goin' your ass, not breathing
100 wholes in your ass with your body
ridin' with 'em drums, nigga for a reason
'Cause down we in the middle of murking season

Stay on your porch nigga if you ain't ready to a shake
'Cause this the home of the bodies, check the murder
Money and ski's is the only, that'll be the case
So you kill him if you don't want him at your court date

If you comin' you better come with 'em and don't fake
if you bullshit, you're the one that's getting erased
This niggaz out pussy niggaz in broad day
Where-ever you get caught slippin' at that's you lay

And like they say no face, no case
As long as these goons are lurkin' these streets ain't
The more rounds you shoot nigga the aim it takes
It's murkin' season so you pussies better out the way

Murkin' season end, this shit year round
It ain't never drop, murkin' never slow down
It's impossible to choppers floating around
These young they sick with it on that 4 pound

Lil 12 and all he talking is murkin' now
Old lady said she got up by that chopper sound
Say she got on her bed and laid back
From what I heard 'em crackers fired 120

4 motha fuckin' dead laying on the ground
Niggaz bettin' on it now, who get off first?
Running your fuck box better, what how you your words

That nigga threats pussy, you got a lot of nerves
would leave your motherfuckin' brains on the burb
This ain't the dawg, niggaz getting murked
Everywhere you turn you see dead ono t-shirts
Everytime I pass by the grave I see a herse

Not respecting these streets is what got you niggaz
That oussy ain't about it, he just know how to bring tongue
Runnin' your dick, suckin' would get you chopped up

I know niggaz like you that done got touched
You talking 'cause you got a chopper nigga that ain't enough
I know 100 niggaz got choppers but only few would bust
You got the mouth of a killa but you ain't got the

You got the front game down packed but you ain't got the
You probably got off before but you wack nothing
This the wrong place to play dawg, the streets real
Trying to impress a would get you nigga killed
Murking is official, now this shit for real