Luyện nghe bài hát Murdergram

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

Motha fuckers wanna kill me but don't got the
To me in the eyes with the nine and spark
Cause whether your for or this
When I spit murderous intentions, everybody goes everybody knows
The weapons I they not for show
And you put dresses on your weapons when you out the door
See once I flash mother fuckers do the one shot dash
Or be one ass
J to the A-Y to the drive by to your hood bye-bye to you
Why would you with me
Knowing I put you six feet deep and them niggas could die
the hot pistol and pop the hot Cristal
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 niggas know to lay low now
Cause shall perish if you don't bow down
I hit em on sight, its dark dim the lights
You twice god bless to this the night
alot of niggas fear the coming of their life
And you dead be in hell looking for ice
Fuckin with Ja you bitch niggas talking
All on my dick you broke niggas me rich
You gonna blaze me you high ripped off the henne rock
Flow semi-hot handling me not
Check my forte not even on a bad day you this
Rather beat your or your bitch
My be the sick shit, gravely ill
Niggas dying cause they know I spit like iron, nothing but flyin
Flows and mics, and night, go together like heaven and light
Niggas ain't seein my plight, It's
I let the world I shine like ice
I bet it all I can a hard four in the dice
Cause I'm a gambling man, you should gamble with a gat in your
Spin in barrel and put it to head
Cause we don't no more all we do is cock and spit
Dedicated to giving you nothing but thug
Think we playing, you fall further
with I N C is Murda

I'm a nigga, goin raw-doggin dirty bitches
and if I get burnt, I'm givin that to thirty bitches
You say you a nigga like me, guess again Poppy
I smile up in your face but I ain't your friend Poppy
Jump out the fifteen hundred runnin, niggas don't want it
Get it, it, when I'm blunted
However it went down, I made it happen, it scrapin
I made it fussin, bustin, I made it
And lettin off wasn't nothing new to a
to do to a nigga, Cause you is a fool nigga
I your type, you hype, all up off that fake shit
You can't understand why a man have to take shit
Or steal shit, but this is that real, niggas kill shit, shit
I hit you in your you won't feel shit!!!
URRUURRRR.....
Let the dogs lose on a ass
out if the niggas faster then the trigger's blast
A fucking snake in the truest
Knowin damn well that what I do is wrong, plus what I do is
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 shorty
Cause you don't need shorty
you know what to do with that shorty
You as well hit this 40, before you hit the floor
Another 24, 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 aint gonna be no more
Dog you want a tiff, but would of made it to the door if
Bullets travled slower, and you ran alot faster
But they don't and you can't so don't think about
Cause tomorrow ain't comin, so runnin
cause you gonna die a sucker
Motherfucker!!!

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