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 your body 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 ski's is the only, that'll be the case
So you better him if you don't want him at your court date

If you comin' you better with '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 slippin' at that's you lay

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

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

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

4 motha fuckin' bodies 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 sending pussy, you got a lot of nerves
Niggaz would leave motherfuckin' brains on the burb
This ain't the 80's dawg, getting murked
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 ain't about it, he just know how to bring tongue
Runnin' your dick, suckin' lips would get you up

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