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 music and so on one track,huh?
Can't be serious, murda nigga, huh, it's Murda

Mothafuckers kill me but don't got the heart
To look me in the with the nine and spark
'Cause whether you're for or this
When I spit with murderous
Everybody goes, knows

The weapons I possess, not for show
And you put dresses on your when you walk out the door
See once I mother fuckers better do the one shot dash
Or be one ass

J to the A Y to the by to your hood
Screamin' bye-bye to you, why you fuck with me?
Knowing I put you six deep and them niggas
Could die wit'cha cock the hot and pop the hot Cristal

And you only one thing, to not miss you
Jahova know the god that ya
dead or alive when I arrive it's murda

Shit I hope niggas know to lay low now
'Cause shall perish if you don't bow down
I hit 'em on sight, it's dark, dim the lights
You shot twice god bless to this the

That a lot of niggas fear the coming of life
And you dead right be in looking for ice
with Ja you bitch niggas talking shit
All on my dick you niggas making me rich

You gonna blaze me 'cause you ripped off the henne rock
Flow handling me your not
Check my forte not even on a bad day you this
Rather beat dick or your bitch

My flow be the sick shit, ill
Niggas dying 'cause they know I spit iron
Nothing but flyin', flows and mics, hell and night
Go like heaven and light
ain't seein' my plight, It's alright

I let the know I shine like ice
I bet it all I can throw a hard in the dice
I'm a gambling man, you should gamble
With a gat in your hand, spin in barrel and put it to your

we don't dance no more all we do is cock and spit
Dedicated to giving you nothing but thug
Think we playing, you undoubtable further
Fuckin' with I N C is

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 like me, guess again Poppy
I might smile up in your face but I your friend Poppy

Jump out the fifteen like runnin', niggas don't want it
Get it, done it, I'm blunted
However it went down, I made it happen, 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 fool
I your type, you hype, all up off that fake shit
You can't understand why a man would have to take

Or steal shit, but this is real, niggas kill shit, peel shit
I hit you in your head you won't shit
Let the dogs on a niggas ass
Find out if the niggas then the trigger's blast

A snake in the truest form
Knowin' damn that what I do is wrong, plus what I do is strong
Niggas is makin' movies so I to stop production
I need a to function and maybe I'll stop destructin'

The is not for frontin', so let me get that shorty
'Cause you don't need shorty
You don't know to do with that shorty
You might as well hit 40, before you hit the floor

Another 24, what you want, money,
Them niggas did it raw, with no
You find 'em, sayin' sorry he for what he before I blind them
Get the flame out the four fifth, and there ain't gonna be no riff

Dog you want a floss tiff but would of it to the door if
Bullets a lot slower and you ran a lot faster
But they don't and you can't so think about after
'Cause ain't comin', so stop runnin'
you gonna die like a sucker, murder motherfucker

Uh, my mother fucking dogs at?
My Jigga, my dog Ja, Irv Gotti, Rough Riders, Def Jam
Where my dogs at? Top Fight Uh, where my at?
Hold me down, baby, hold me down, baby, me down, baby
Boomer one love nigga, motherfucker