Luyện nghe bài hát Murkin Season

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

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

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

If you comin' you come with 'em choppers and don't fake
'Cause if you bullshit, the one that's getting erased
This niggaz murikin' out pussy niggaz in day
you get caught slippin' at that's where you lay

And like they say no face, no case
As long as these goons are lurkin' these streets safe
The more rounds you shoot nigga the aim it takes
It's murkin' season so you pussies stay out the way

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

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

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

That nigga threats pussy, you got a lot of nerves
Niggaz would 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 by the grave yard I see a herse

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

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

You got the front down packed but you ain't got the nuts
You probably got off before but you ain't wack
the wrong place to play games dawg, the streets real
Trying to impress a would get you nigga killed
season is official, now this shit for real