Luyện nghe bài hát Murkin Season

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

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

Stay on your porch nigga if you ain't ready to make a
'Cause this the of the bodies, check 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 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 niggaz in broad day
Where-ever you get caught slippin' at that's you lay

And like they say nigga no face, no
As long as these goons are these 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 don't end, this shit round
It ain't never drop, murkin' season never down
It's impossible to many floating around
These young niggaz sick with it on that 4 pound

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

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

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

Not respecting these streets is got you niggaz fucked
That oussy nigga ain't about it, he just know how to tongue
Runnin' your dick, lips 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 got choppers but only few would bust
You got the mouth of a killa but you got the guts

You got the front game down packed but you got the nuts
You got off before but you ain't wack nothing
This the wrong place to play dawg, the streets real
Trying to impress a mothafucker get you nigga killed
season is official, now this shit for real