Luyện nghe bài hát Murdergram

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

Motha wanna kill me but don't got the heart
To look me in the eyes with the and spark
Cause whether your for or this
When I spit with intentions, everybody goes everybody knows
The weapons I possess not for show
And you put dresses on weapons when you walk out the door
See once I flash mother fuckers better do the one shot
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 feet deep and them niggas die wit'cha
Cock the hot pistol and pop the hot
And promise you only one thing, to not you
Jahova the god that served ya
Cause dead or alive when I arrive Murda

[Ja
I hope ya'll niggas know to lay low now
Cause thou perish if you don't bow down
Cause I hit em on sight, its dark dim the
You shot twice god to this the night
alot of niggas fear the coming of their life
And you dead right be in looking for ice
Fuckin with Ja you niggas talking shit
All on my dick you broke making me rich
You gonna me cause you high ripped off the henne rock
Flow handling me your not
my forte not even on a bad day you beat this
Rather beat your dick or bitch
My be the sick shit, gravely ill
Niggas dying cause they know I spit like iron, nothing but flyin
Flows and mics, and night, go together like heaven and light
ain't seein my plight, It's alright
I let the world know I shine ice
I bet it all I can throw a four in the dice
I'm a gambling man, you should 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 and spit
to giving you nothing but thug shit
Think we playing, you fall further
Fuckin I N C is Murda

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 nigga like me, guess again
I might smile up in your 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 made it happen, it scrapin
I it fussin, bustin, I made it cappin
And off wasn't nothing new to a nigga
Something to do to a nigga, Cause you is a nigga
I know 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 your head you feel shit!!!
URRUURRRR.....
Let the dogs lose on a ass
Find out if the niggas faster then the trigger's
A fucking snake in the truest
Knowin damn that what I do is wrong, plus what I do is strong
is makin movies so i gots to stop production
I need a block to function and maybe stop destructin
The is not for frontin, So let me get that shorty
Cause you don't that shorty
you don't know what to do with that
You as well hit this 40, before you hit the floor
Another 24, you want, Money, More!?!
Them niggas did it raw, with no
You find em, sorry he for what he said before 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 made it to the if
Bullets travled alot slower, and you ran alot
But they don't and you can't so think about after
Cause tomorrow ain't comin, so runnin
cause you die like a sucker
Motherfucker!!!

Uh!, where my mother fucking at, Uh, Uh
My Jigga, My dog Ja, Irv Gotti, Rough 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 Love Nigga, URRUURRRR, Motherfucker..