Luyện nghe bài hát Murdergram

Niggas is dead, I tell you, can't be serious
What you is gonna happen
three of the illest niggas together
Street and so fourth on one track,huh?
be serious, it's murda nigga, huh, it's Murda

Motha fuckers wanna me but don't got the heart
To look me in the with the nine and spark
Cause whether your for or against
When I spit with murderous intentions, goes everybody knows
The weapons I they not for show
And you put dresses on your when you walk out the door
See once I flash mother fuckers better do the one shot
Or be one ass
J to the A-Y to the drive by to your hood screamin to you
Why would you fuck me
Knowing I put you six feet deep and them niggas die wit'cha
Cock the hot pistol and pop the hot
And promise you one thing, to not miss you
Jahova the god that served ya
Cause dead or when I arrive it's Murda

[Ja
Shit I hope ya'll know to lay low now
Cause thou perish if you don't bow down
Cause I hit em on sight, its dim the lights
You shot god bless to this the night
That alot of fear the coming of their life
And you dead right be in looking for ice
Fuckin with Ja you bitch talking shit
All on my dick you niggas making me rich
You gonna blaze me cause you high ripped off the rock
Flow semi-hot me your not
my forte not even on a bad day you beat this
Rather beat dick or your bitch
My flow be the sick shit, ill
Niggas dying cause they I spit like iron, nothing but bark flyin
Flows and mics, hell and night, go together like heaven and
Niggas ain't seein my plight, It's
I let the world know I like ice
I bet it all I can throw a four in the dice
Cause I'm a gambling man, you should gamble with a gat in hand
Spin in barrel and put it to your
Cause we don't dance no all we do is cock and spit
Dedicated to you nothing but thug shit
Think we playing, you undoubtable fall
with I N C is Murda

I'm a cruddy nigga, goin dirty bitches
and if I get burnt, I'm givin that to thirty bitches
You say you know a nigga like me, guess Poppy
I might smile up in your but I ain't your friend Poppy
Jump out the fifteen hundred like runnin, niggas want it
Get it, Done it, I'm blunted
However it down, I made it happen, made it scrapin
I made it fussin, bustin, I it cappin
And off wasn't nothing new to a nigga
Something to do to a nigga, Cause you is a nigga
I know type, you hype, all up off that fake shit
You can't understand why a man would have to shit
Or steal shit, but this is that real, kill shit, peel shit
I hit you in your you won't feel shit!!!
URRUURRRR.....
Let the lose on a niggas ass
out if the niggas faster then the trigger's blast
A fucking snake in the truest
Knowin damn that what I do is wrong, plus what I do is strong
Niggas is movies so i gots to stop production
I need a block to function and I'll stop destructin
The blocks is not for frontin, So let me get that
Cause you don't need that
you don't know what to do that shorty
You might as well hit 40, before you hit the floor
24, What you want, Money, More!?!
Them niggas did it raw, no condom
You find em, sayin sorry he for what he said before I them
Get the flame out the four fifth, and there gonna be no more riff
Dog you want a floss tiff, but of made it to the door if
Bullets travled slower, and you ran alot faster
But they don't and you can't so think about after
tomorrow ain't comin, so stop runnin
cause you die like a sucker
Motherfucker!!!

Uh!, where my mother dogs at, Uh, Uh
My nigga Jigga, My dog Ja, Irv Gotti, Riders, Def Jam
Where my dogs at, Top Uh, Where my dogs at
Hold me down baby, me down baby, Hold me down baby
Boomer One Nigga, URRUURRRR, Murda Motherfucker..