Luyện nghe bài hát Murdergram

Niggas is dead, dead I you, can't 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 murda nigga, huh, it's

Mothafuckers wanna me but don't got the heart
To me in the eyes with the nine and spark
'Cause whether for or against this
When I with murderous intentions
Everybody goes, knows

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

J to the A Y to the drive by to your
Screamin' bye-bye to you, why would you fuck me?
Knowing I put you six feet deep and them
Could die cock the hot pistol and pop the hot Cristal

And promise you one thing, to not miss you
know the god that served ya
'Cause dead or alive when I arrive murda

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

That a lot of fear the coming of their life
And you dead be in hell looking for ice
with Ja you bitch niggas talking shit
All on my dick you niggas 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 be the sick shit, gravely ill
Niggas dying they know I spit like iron
Nothing but bark flyin', flows and mics, and night
Go together like and light
Niggas ain't seein' my plight, alright

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

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

I'm a cruddy nigga, raw-doggin' dirty bitches
And if I get burnt, I'm givin' that shit to bitches
You say you know a nigga like me, guess again
I might up in your face but I ain't your friend Poppy

Jump out the fifteen like runnin', niggas don't want it
Get it, it, when I'm blunted
However it went down, I it happen, made it scrapin'
I made it fussin', bustin', I it cappin'

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 would to take shit

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

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

The blocks is not for frontin', so let me get shorty
'Cause you need that shorty
You don't 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 ain't gonna be no riff

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

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