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, come

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

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

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

Folla me, roll, down East 1999
Gotta find row hoes
Nigga, if you up and all of a sudden
Nigga, you was off inna my

I'm a real thuggish
So a, I would have to ya so die
off to the coffin
Pick up my pump dump chumps in the gutter

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

Hey, we niggas who think we play
Nigga, me wid the gun
Machete be in rum
wid the gun, steady bucking
Leaving them bodies dumped off in the alley for

I'm near, 'em all, mo' murda, mo' murda
That's what said
Gotta put one in ya head,
We coming to ya,
Mo' murda, mo' murda, mo'
Mo' murda, mo' murda, mo'

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

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

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

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

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

So playa, hate I'm in ya town
The nigga, me bucking 'em
And I'm up peace to the hustlas
and twelve gauge pumpstas

Drug 'em in mo' murda, me style, now
Put 'em on the ground, lay
Nigga check my thang the way that we
When I'm to serve ya
Wid the nine cocked and it's to pop
off shots, Layzie, be screaming
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, come
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

Gotta kill, get 'em to run
get away from my shotgun
Leaving bodies fucked up
Pump, pump to the ground, leave it alone
Nigga wanna die when wid
Mo Thug, nigga, we killed bitch

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

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

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

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

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

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again
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

Eternally die, will I die of murda now?
99, follow me grind
And all descending body underground, way down
Me ride and dies
And I wid my killas
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
shiver, fuck that nigga

Hit 'em up inside, minds be blowing, I'm
me spray 'em, slay 'em, gauge 'em, laying 'em
All up off inna the coffin, to fade 'em,
To buck or to shoot wid the gauge eruptions
Creep out your seat, would ya we to stay?
Found out none of my niggas was

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

fours still pointed at the po-pos
Stop 'em, drop 'em, numb those out cold, they froze
You know, nigga, we can't be
We insane, when I put one to your temple
Mo' murda then out ya brain

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

Come murda
bloody murda
Come murda
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