Luyện nghe bài hát Murkin Season

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

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

Stay on your porch nigga if you ain't to make a shake
'Cause this the home of the bodies, the murder rate
Money and ski's is the only, that'll be the murder
So you better kill him if you don't 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 murikin' out pussy niggaz in broad day
Where-ever you get slippin' at that's where you lay

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

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

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

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

That nigga sending threats pussy, you got a lot of
Niggaz would leave your motherfuckin' brains on the
This ain't the 80's dawg, niggaz getting
Everywhere you turn you see dead ono t-shirts
Everytime I pass by the grave yard I see a

Not respecting these streets is what got you fucked
That oussy nigga ain't about it, he 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 ain't enough
I know 100 niggaz got choppers but only few would bust
You got the mouth of a but you ain't got the guts

You got the front game packed but you ain't got the nuts
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 season is official, now this shit for