Luyện nghe bài hát The Murda Show

Damn
What the fuck we gonna do

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

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

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

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
Creep and watch the blood hit the fuckin' flo'

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

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

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

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

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

The big black getting motherfuckers sprung
They'll be put in the trash by this Compton
Eiht, Spice-1, much ass for fun
Ain't nothin' but some sold the one

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

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

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

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

Step in to the torture nigga let me torture
on your motherfuckin' back bring ya scorcher
Psychopathic mad man dead body
Quick to pull the trigger on another

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, on
Uh, Spice-1 and MC
And that the nine
You what I'm sayin'