Luyện nghe bài hát Murkin Season

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

That nigga sending pussy, you got a lot of nerves
Niggaz would leave your motherfuckin' brains on the
ain't the 80's 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 streets is got you niggaz fucked
That oussy ain't about it, he just know how to bring tongue
Runnin' your dick, suckin' would get you chopped up

I know plenty niggaz like you done got touched
You talking loud 'cause you got a chopper nigga ain't 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 game down but you ain't got the nuts
You got off before but you ain't wack nothing
This the wrong place to play games dawg, the real
to impress a mothafucker would get you nigga killed
Murking season is official, now this for real