Luyện nghe bài hát Murkin Season

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

You caught slippin' crackers goin' find your ass, not
100 wholes in your ass with body leaking
Nigga with 'em drums, nigga for a reason
down here 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 ski's is the only, be the murder case
So you better kill him if you don't want him at your date

If you comin' you better come with 'em choppers and don't
'Cause if you bullshit, you're the one that's erased
This niggaz murikin' out pussy in broad day
you get caught slippin' at that's where you lay

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

Murkin' season don't end, this shit round
It ain't never drop, season never slow down
It's impossible to many choppers floating
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 laid down
From what I heard 'em crackers fired 120

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

That sending threats pussy, you got a lot of nerves
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 I see a herse

Not these streets is what got you niggaz fucked
oussy nigga 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 loud 'cause you got a chopper nigga 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 game down packed but you got the nuts
You probably got off before but you ain't nothing
This the wrong place to play games dawg, the streets
Trying to a mothafucker would get you nigga killed
Murking season is official, now shit for real