Luyện nghe bài hát Murdergram

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

Motha fuckers wanna kill me but don't got the
To look me in the with the nine and spark
Cause whether for or against this
When I spit with murderous intentions, everybody goes everybody
The I possess they not for show
And you put dresses on weapons 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 drive by to your hood screamin to you
Why would you with me
I put you six feet deep and them niggas could die wit'cha
Cock the hot pistol and pop the hot
And promise you only one thing, to not you
Jahova know the god that ya
Cause dead or alive when I it's Murda

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

I'm a cruddy nigga, goin raw-doggin dirty
and if I get burnt, I'm givin shit to thirty bitches
You say you know a like me, guess again Poppy
I might smile up in face but I ain't your friend Poppy
Jump out the fifteen hundred runnin, niggas don't want it
Get it, Done it, I'm blunted
it went down, I made it happen, made it scrapin
I made it fussin, bustin, I made it
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 understand why a man would have to shit
Or steal shit, but this is real, niggas kill shit, peel shit
I hit you in head you won't feel shit!!!
URRUURRRR.....
Let the lose on a niggas ass
Find out if the niggas faster then the blast
A fucking snake in the truest
Knowin well that what I do is wrong, plus what I do is strong
Niggas is makin movies so i gots to production
I need a block to function and I'll stop destructin
The is not for frontin, So let me get that shorty
you don't need that shorty
you know what to do with that shorty
You might as hit this 40, before you hit the floor
Another 24, you want, Money, More!?!
Them did it raw, with no condom
You find em, sayin sorry he for what he said I blind them
Get the flame out the four fifth, and there aint gonna be no more
Dog you want a floss tiff, but would of it to the door if
Bullets alot slower, and you ran alot faster
But don't and you can't so don't think about after
tomorrow ain't comin, so stop runnin
cause you gonna die like a
Motherfucker!!!

Uh!, my mother 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
Boomer One Love Nigga, URRUURRRR, Motherfucker..