Luyện nghe bài hát Murkin Season

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

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

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

If you comin' you better come 'em choppers and don't fake
'Cause if you bullshit, you're the one that's getting
This niggaz murikin' out pussy niggaz in day
Where-ever you get caught 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 more rounds you shoot the less aim it takes
It's murkin' season so you pussies better out the way

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

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

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

That nigga sending threats pussy, you got a lot of
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
I pass by the grave yard I see a herse

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

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

You got the front down packed but you ain't got the nuts
You probably got off but you ain't wack nothing
This the wrong to play games dawg, the streets real
to impress a mothafucker would get you nigga killed
Murking season is official, now this for real