Luyện nghe bài hát The Murda Show

Damn
What the fuck we gonna do

I don't know you know what I'm sayin' but I'll tell you like this
We gonna some ass for the ninety-three shot
Right, these motherfuckers understand we ain't from around here
That's all right you know what I'm

'Cause we ain't takin' no shorts you what I'm sayin'
Compton meets the motherfuckin' bay town
So step the fuck off this you know what I'm
My spice get with 'em

Ya see I'm but a mac-10 shooter
man looter on the creep with the glock
Got it cocked pop
I cold shot the cop drop m-a-money gone nigga

Mind of a lunatic on a steel
Motherfuckin flash of nigga's bodies rip
From the ak on that ass hollow point to the tip to the toe
Creep slow and watch the hit the fuckin' flo'

It's the goddamn show
Starring a nigga in wearin' a weed hat creepin' low
And co-starring is a motherfucker
He grew up in Compton bustin' caps at the

His name is MC motherfuckin'
He got the uzi weigh a ton eatin' niggas a steak on a plate
So nigga get your popcorn and 'cause we nuts and we know
Sit back and watch a murda at the murda show

A to the K
187 ass nigga from the bay
(Murda show)
Yeah, and it's the nigga Compton that's stompin'
Raise up off my jock with the fools I glock

A to the K
187 proof ass from the bay
(Murda show)
Yeah, and the nigga from Compton that's stompin'
Raise up off my jock with the that I glock

Nigga shut your fuckin' trap, your punk ass is sure
Sure that they sew I peel your cap
The slide the slick, my dick
No mistaking I home greens, fuck the bacon

The big black neck getting motherfuckers
They'll be put in the trash by this tongue
Eiht, Spice-1, kickin' ass for fun
Ain't nothin' but some nigga the one

need to stay the fuck down
They can't when we bang from Compton and the bay town
It's the last dance or your last chance
When I in for the strap in my fuckin' pants

I pump' dead then the is fair ain't nothin said
your skinny ass dead
I sleep 'cause its time to go
Fool or I'll be for the murda show nigga

A to the K
187 proof ass from the bay
(Murda show)
Yeah, and it's the nigga Compton that's stompin'
Raise up off my jock with the niggas that I

A to the K
187 ass nigga from the bay
(Murda show)
Yeah, and the nigga from Compton that's stompin'
up off my jock with the fools that I glock

Step in to the torture chamber let me torture
Hangers on motherfuckin' back bring ya scorcher
mad man dead body chucker
Quick to the trigger on another motherfucker

Slangin' to the bass bitches in the alley
Killin' for my motherfuckin' cash in
My nigga MC Eiht will make the drive
I got the gat hangin' up out the ride

Niggas be getting the duck sit with the player
Sprayer layer nigga out with the of the t-t-tech
Mic motherfuckin' one stabbin' niggas
Up in the lungs the caps with bloody guns

My uzi's got my back if player haters jump
The motherfuckin' hollow his chest thump, thump
And all the niggas leave his bloody in the dust
One-nigga dead seventeen caps

That's how the do this shit where I'm from
Red-rum leave your numb blast of the dumb, dumb
I got the and I'm headin' for the liquor store
Me and Eiht are two-eleven at the motherfuckin' show

A to the K
187 ass nigga from the bay
(Murda show)
Yeah, and it's the from Compton that's stompin'
Raise up off my jock or you get the glock

A to the K
187 proof ass nigga the bay
(Murda show)
Yeah, and you ask me to the fuck down
Bangin' from Compton and the bay

Yeah, on
Uh, and MC Eiht
And that the nine
You know what I'm