Luyện nghe bài hát Mo' Murda

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come

Dear Mr.Ouija, let 'em know who the is
So you wanna get tossed in the river?
Nigga, put 'em in the mud, see them pump blood, nigga, no
Me show 'em the when I grab that chrome
Gotta haunt that

Folla me, roll, stroll East 1999
Gotta these row hoes
Nigga, if you woke up and all of a
Nigga, you was off inna my

I'm a thuggish nigga
So a, I would to kill ya so die
Popped off to the
Pick up my pump dump chumps in the pain

Nigga got ta fucked up
no shorts so fuck ya man
Claim my thang to them bloody bodies
'em all, send them hoes up in flames
Krayzie to the brain

Hey, we slay niggas who think we
Nigga, me wid the gun
be dipped in rum
Running wid the gun, steady
Leaving them bodies dumped off in the for dead

I'm near, 'em all, mo' murda, mo' murda
That's what Ouija
put one in ya head, bang
We to serve ya,
Mo' murda, mo' murda, mo'
Mo' murda, mo' murda, mo'

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

Will I die of murda, bloody mo'
in the Land of the Heartless, coming up daily
Until a me murda them all, I'm never fall
So I'ma them baby
Get 'em up wid me
See 'em on the corner and they them drugs

Giving up out to the glock, glock
eight to the ten five
Them be pumping them slugs
Niggas be fiending me
Me silence me gauge eruption
And I'm on a road to

And steady be busting and bodies be me
Killa with a buckshot, I'ma ya
Number one assassin's the realer nigga
Down for my crime, be down
Trying to to tha grind

Niggas is going insane, taking a to the brain
And man, so call it a
But what be the up offa this murda game?
And I'm feeling not a bit
My twelve gauge just so

So playa, when I'm in ya town
The nigga, me 'em down
And I'm giving up to the hustlas
Thugstas and twelve pumpstas

'em in gutters mo' murda, me style, now
Put 'em on the ground, lay
Nigga check my thang the way we swang
I'm coming to serve ya
Wid the nine cocked and ready to pop
Letting off shots, Layzie, be
Mo' murda, mo'

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

kill, get 'em nowhere to run
Can't get from my shotgun
Leaving them bodies up
Pump, pump to the ground, better it alone
Nigga wanna die when wid
Mo Thug, nigga, we killed this

Now you wanna catch some bang
Nigga die when I let my nuts hang
What is it in me me feel
I gots ta murda ya?
You when I'm high
my trigger and nigga, you die, soldier

Four killas we creeping and coming to ya, mo' murda
Better pack five five
I'm feeling like killing, you tonight
You don't wanna hear that pop
When the pop pop, don't stop

We all about mo'
Finger on the trigger, Mo let go
We straight Cleveland
back nigga ya bleeding
You don't wanna fuck wid
Pulling chrome now, nigga, ya gone

If you die, bye
See you in the gutter, let cry
Watch Mo Killas pump pump
Put 'em in the ground with his head blown,
Mo' murda, mo' murda, mo'

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come

Eternally thugstas die, I die of murda now?
99, follow me grind
And all that body underground, way down
Me ride and dies
And I rolling wid my
And all, ah my ruggish niggas, no lie

up bloody, mo' victims, get 'em, get 'em
That'll be Ripsta, sinister
Kill y'all, put 'em in the
Bodies shiver, that nigga

Hit 'em up inside, be blowing, I'm dumping
Remember me spray 'em, slay 'em, 'em, laying 'em
All up off the coffin, ready to fade 'em,
To buck or to shoot wid the twelve gauge
Creep out seat, would ya we come to stay?
Found out none of my was bluffing

For the love of the murda, man, the game
The same but a bang bang
Can't resist to you, now pow, run 'em all off
St stays, down for the murda mo'
Oh, no, ho when a thugsta,

Forty fours still at the po-pos
'em, drop 'em, numb those 'til out cold, they froze
You know, nigga, we be bluffing
We insane, when I put one to your temple
Mo' then blow out ya brain

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come

Come murda
bloody murda
Come bloody
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