Luyện nghe bài hát Murdergram

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

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

The I possess, they not for show
And you put dresses on your weapons when you out the door
See once I flash mother 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 deep and them niggas
Could die wit'cha cock the hot pistol and pop the hot

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

Shit I hope niggas know to lay low now
'Cause thou shall perish if you bow down
'Cause I hit 'em on sight, it's dark, dim the
You shot twice god bless to the night

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

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

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

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

'Cause we don't dance no more all we do is cock and
Dedicated to giving you but thug shit
Think we playing, you undoubtable fall
with I N C is murda

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

Jump out the fifteen hundred like runnin', niggas don't it
Get it, done it, I'm blunted
However it went down, I made it happen, made it
I made it fussin', bustin', I made it

And lettin' off wasn't nothing new to a
Something to do to a nigga you is a fool nigga
I know your type, you hype, all up off that fake
You can't understand why a man would to take shit

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

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

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

Another 24, what you want, money,
Them niggas did it raw, with no
You 'em, sayin' sorry he for what he said before I blind them
Get the flame out the four fifth, and there gonna be no more riff

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

Uh, where my mother 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