Luyện nghe bài hát The Murda Show

Damn
What the fuck we gonna do

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

'Cause we takin' no shorts you know what I'm sayin'
Compton meets the motherfuckin' bay town
So the fuck off this you know what I'm sayin'
My spice get with 'em

Ya see I'm nothin' but a shooter
Killer man looter on the creep with the
Got it picidy pop
I cold when the cop drop m-a-money gone nigga

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

It's the goddamn show
a nigga in black 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 like a on a plate
So nigga get your popcorn and peanuts 'cause we and we know
Sit back and watch a nigga murda at the murda

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

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

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

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

Fools need to stay the down
They can't hang when we bang Compton and the bay town
like the last dance or your last chance
When I reach in for the in my fuckin' pants

I pump' dead then the scene is fair nothin said
Even your skinny ass
I cant '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 the niggas that I glock

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

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

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

Niggas be getting the sit fuckin' with the player
layer nigga out with the shout of the t-t-tech
Mic check one stabbin' niggas
Up in the plus the caps with bloody guns

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

That's how the niggas do this where I'm from
Red-rum your body numb blast of the dumb, dumb
I got the glock and I'm for the liquor store
Me and Eiht are at the motherfuckin' murda show

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

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

Yeah, on
Uh, and MC Eiht
And that eases the
You what I'm sayin'