Luyện nghe bài hát The Murderers

Word to God, y'all know who the fuck is
You know we would kidnap yo
You what the fuck we do
Murder niggaz like you

For real, all the time, any place,
Y'all could get it, act like y'all don't know
In a world that's ice cold, die slowly
Cats rollies, gats'll leave you holy

My momma always told me the will slow me down
Daddy showed me how the heat will hold me down
So now I rob and steal, spit you feal, wit a clique that kills
my shit's that real, I hustle hard all my life, ran the streetz all night

My wife alwayz said everything was be a-ait
And she was and that's one reason why I love her
But everything she went in one ear and out the other
Word to mother, look at it from a point of view

When the need clothes, what a thug gon do?
Hit the streetz and hustle, pick up the heat and you
I'm tryin' to eat Russel, murda is my hustle
But you keep chasin' yesterday, you gon tomorrow

It's murda motherfucker we don't beg or
We shit, fuck you and yo fake bitch, when the eight spit
You feel the hatred, taste it
You high right now, you ready to die right now

The four five calm you down, you under trauma now
drama how a child will shut shit down
Kill a nigger for the fuck of it I get you for chips
that shit, fuck the whip, and fuck you bitch
You can just my dick

If you chasin' yesterday, you gon miss
It's murda motherfucker, we don't beg or
We shit, fuck you and yo fake bitch
When the eight spit you feel the hatred, taste it
It's blood, when we show blood, we murderers
We throw slugz, we we sell drugz
And tell thugz live it up till yo stopz

Yo I give a fuck if y'all niggaz hate me, I drop off
Where the lakes be but lately, I've been hitin'
And safes the cake be, I take three to the vest
For the love of the I put that hot shit thru you

And you holla holla, the same niggaz that I ball wit
I'm a brawl wit I'm a tank in banks and takin' all of it
Player we're flawless, wit to loosin' gunz bustin'
And niggerz y'all can't live

Funny shit it, niggers wanna hit me, forget about it
Thug shit I'm still livin' y'all niggaz just about it
I rob and stomp niggaz two of my life
The other one third spent sittin' on chasin' those birdz

If you ever get the urge to by and try to test
only one and then you get numb and lied to rest
It's the only code to the ghetto
It's murda, nigga hand me the

And dance the devil, gunz rapidly spit
Gangsta shit, attractin' yo bitch, gettin' head and lean in the sip
I mastered the chipz, nigga I'm to tell you
You're holdin' hammers and and
We have you where the dogz smell you

If you chasin' yesterday, you gon miss
It's motherfucker, we don't beg or borrow
We shit, fuck you and yo fake bitch
When the eight you could feel the hatred, taste it
It's your blood, when we blood, we murderers
We slugz, we huselazz we sell drugz
And tell thugz live it up yo time stopz

a muthafuckin' problem, any nigga think not, I'ma pop him
Put the on niggaz the minute I spot 'em
gettin' it, I got him nigga dead and gone
Gonna guide 'em to the roads show 'em how those gunz blow

I'ma nigga addicted to hydro, switchin' four lanes
Top wit my eyes closed, got a death wish
Money, drugz, and murderer
you want with this, we'll kidnap yo kids

Clap up yo crib, it's the
Who you wit gunz that kill shit
because we're them hot niggerz
Sell mo than rock niggaz

I'ma it down for six months and shock niggaz what's my name?
J the A. R U L E with them hoez get between sheetz than isley
You can't deny me, I'm the one, druggin' bitches like heroin
The God be the rule, if you're hot eyes on your jewels

To cop a Benz twenty inch chrome, the shoes, I got to lose
But everything to for thorough bread demand and supply the raw
I put my smash from N Y to Chi town INC murder spittin' in roundz
You wanna her how it soundz, when we cock them flames
It's murda and shit gon change niggaz

Motherfuckers understand
Let the God be his here nigga

Oh my
INC niggers