Luyện nghe bài hát Murdergram

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

Motha fuckers kill me but don't got the heart
To me in the eyes with the nine and spark
whether your for or against this
When I spit murderous intentions, everybody goes everybody knows
The weapons I possess not for show
And you put dresses on your weapons when you walk out the
See once I flash mother fuckers better do the one dash
Or be one ass
J to the A-Y to the by to your hood screamin bye-bye to you
Why would you fuck me
Knowing I put you six feet deep and them could die wit'cha
Cock the hot and pop the hot Cristal
And promise you only one thing, to not you
Jahova the god that served ya
Cause dead or alive I arrive it's Murda

[Ja
Shit I ya'll niggas know to lay low now
Cause thou perish if you don't bow down
I hit em on sight, its dark dim the lights
You shot twice god to this the night
That alot of niggas fear the coming of their
And you dead be in hell looking for ice
with Ja you bitch niggas talking shit
All on my dick you broke niggas 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 this
Rather beat your dick or your
My flow be the shit, gravely ill
dying cause they know I spit like iron, nothing but bark flyin
Flows and mics, hell and night, go together like and light
Niggas ain't my plight, It's alright
I let the world I shine like ice
I bet it all I can throw a hard four in the
Cause I'm a gambling man, you should gamble with a gat in your
Spin in barrel and put it to your
Cause we dance no more all we do is cock and spit
Dedicated to you nothing but thug shit
Think we playing, you undoubtable fall
Fuckin with I N C is

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 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, when I'm
it went down, I made it happen, made 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 fool
I your type, you hype, all up off that fake shit
You understand why a man would have to take shit
Or steal shit, but this is that real, niggas shit, peel shit
I hit you in your head you won't shit!!!
URRUURRRR.....
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 that what I do is wrong, plus what I do is strong
Niggas is makin so i gots to stop production
I need a block to function and maybe I'll destructin
The blocks is not for frontin, So let me get that
you don't need that shorty
you don't what to do with that shorty
You might as well hit this 40, before you hit the
Another 24, you want, Money, More!?!
Them niggas did it raw, no condom
You find em, sayin sorry he for what he before I blind them
Get the flame out the four fifth, and there aint gonna be no riff
Dog you want a floss tiff, but would of it to the door if
Bullets alot slower, and you ran alot faster
But they don't and you can't so don't think after
Cause ain't comin, so stop runnin
you gonna die like a sucker
Motherfucker!!!

Uh!, my mother fucking dogs at, Uh, Uh
My nigga Jigga, My dog Ja, Irv Gotti, Riders, Def Jam
Where my at, Top Fight Uh, Where my dogs at
Hold me down baby, Hold me baby, Hold me down baby
Boomer One Nigga, URRUURRRR, Murda Motherfucker..