Luyện nghe bài hát Must Be Murder

Yo, hoo-bangin' niggas for the year 2g
I want y'all niggas to say to the bad nigga, uh
Hoo-bangin', up

Ya know this ? ? ? muthafucka's life shit
Right
Creepin' up on ass
For the 2g
Must be

Nighttime vision, my hot nine you while you sleep
It's critical nigga, too deep
Fuck, your is cheap, paid to sweep
Ya know this killa nigga from the west side of the
Old fool, pack choose the rules
Confrontation, confront blazing
My mighty sword is ready to duel
No sympathy punishment's include
Back the up, niggas, I act up
Homerun-hitter, the nine-spitter
my mind starts playing tricks and flashbacks
Of seein porno flicks, done acts
Y'all ain't touching my
Run the whole yard, anybody disguised, pulling your
Mock my life, nigga, it's too
Ready for in the streets, you get scarred

- be murder
Hoo-bangin' for life ain't no
be murder
Reppin' the west, so watch the gun

I know my momma be praying her save me
I bail the street with the strap, the daily
You're crazy, y'all from my spot, so push
Before your body's recovered, multiple shots
You speak by your position, thinkin' you're strong
You're wrong, nigga, my killa ambition
Touch ya, hoo-bang who ride
Who roll on your ready to die
Who lights up your life with hot
Real straight game, thug the game
Gettin' it, never pretending the beginning
Niggas like me keeps the spinnin'
I done yet, enemies don't tempt me
Unload until my clip empty
Y'all ain't the front line
Your front line, you can conversation with my nine

Chorus...

Criminal mind, but this a west coast loc
Can't stand a compton nigga slugs like fuckin coke
Money made the illegal way, I roll the way
Brown bag full of baggies to maintain
can't stay away from hood niggas
Hood bitches, hood and hood sounds
Fuck anybody who disrespect get
Fly a eagle, the hollows hit the deck
the worst in the hood if you gon' kick it
Doors open, show, go get your ticket
Sly, and wicked, bullets ready to rico-
Chet off your body, toe tag, they stick it
The guns to straight catch ya
Murder was the case, trying to hide my
as they come
I clicks the fuckin' gun, y'all fools best to run

Chorus...

Hoo-bangin's
You know how the we do it
niggas
In the y2k
Doin' what the fuck we do
niggas perpetrating
You know, keep it thug here
You know, keep it thug right here, official
Y'all is just like us
Real niggas on the block is how we it
fakin' the funk
4-5's and 9's catchin' you,
Till the day we die,

Compton,