Luyện nghe bài hát Murdergram

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

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

[Ja
Shit I hope ya'll niggas to lay low now
Cause thou shall if you don't bow down
I hit em on sight, its dark dim the lights
You shot twice god bless to the night
That alot of fear the coming of their life
And you dead be in hell looking for ice
Fuckin Ja you bitch niggas talking shit
All on my dick you broke making me rich
You blaze me cause you high ripped off the henne rock
semi-hot handling me your not
Check my forte not even on a bad day you beat
Rather beat your dick or your
My flow be the sick shit, ill
Niggas dying cause they know I spit like iron, but bark flyin
Flows and mics, hell and night, go together like heaven and
Niggas seein my plight, It's alright
I let the world know I shine 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 and put it to your head
Cause we don't dance no all we do is cock and spit
Dedicated to you nothing but thug shit
Think we playing, you fall further
with I N C is Murda

I'm a cruddy nigga, goin dirty bitches
and if I get burnt, I'm that shit to thirty bitches
You say you know a nigga like me, guess again
I might smile up in your face but I ain't your Poppy
Jump out the fifteen hundred like runnin, niggas want it
Get it, Done it, when I'm
However it went down, I made it happen, made it
I made it fussin, bustin, I it cappin
And lettin off wasn't nothing new to a
Something to do to a nigga, Cause you is a nigga
I your type, you hype, all up off that fake shit
You can't why a man would have to take shit
Or steal shit, but this is real, niggas kill shit, peel shit
I hit you in your head you won't shit!!!
URRUURRRR.....
Let the dogs on a niggas ass
out if the niggas faster then the trigger's blast
A fucking in the truest form
Knowin damn well that what I do is wrong, plus what I do is
Niggas is makin 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 that
you don't know what to do that shorty
You might as well hit 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 before I blind them
Get the flame out the four fifth, and aint gonna be no more riff
Dog you a floss tiff, but would of made it to the door if
Bullets travled alot slower, and you ran alot
But they don't and you can't so don't think after
tomorrow ain't comin, so stop 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 dogs at, Top Fight Uh, Where my at
me down baby, Hold me down baby, Hold me down baby
Boomer One Nigga, URRUURRRR, Murda Motherfucker..