Luyện nghe bài hát Murda

Murda,
Murda,

Some say I'm possessed, that's why Christ on my
I'm the Southside so I throw up the "S"
Disrespect, I lay you to
Boy you ass, you than breast
Bloody murder, I lay you to
Aim for the head no need for a vest
Can't nothing you from this tec
educated, no use for G-tech
Niggas be talking but don't want it
Put shells in your stomach, like you wet
Flocka like Rambo, I stay the ammo
Test me, that's a gamble like Russian
I stay them commas, I been through the drama
You to war, you better invest
Fuck is a "K"? I impressed
Got thousands of shooters I pay to flex

Niggas say I'm real, say I'm hot
the Mob or Squad, then you get shot
We don't dial 9-1-1, we don't with cops
1-8-7 to the ops

Ain't afraid to murda
Ain't to murda something
afraid to murda something
Ain't to murda something
Ain't afraid to murda
Ain't afraid to murda
Ain't afraid to murda
Ain't afraid to murda

Ain't afraid to something
Put 'em in a hearse or
I'm you niggas is sweet
Like a or something
Get 'em a or something
Might get 'em in church or
We the deacon speaking
I'm McClurkin frontin'
I smell pussy, them niggas hurt cousin
All my say "Stomp!" like I'm Kirk or something
Put 'em in the dirt "Work" or something
He get on my nerves so him
You turn ass like Tahiry I pressed your buttons
And that was no diss, quick for discussion
Y'all for the tweeting, y'all quick to be tumbling
How about a Vine, 2 clips to spine
And Instagram of me dumping
I'm feeling your bitch so I'm
I skeet-skeet it's nothin'

Niggas say I'm real, say I'm hot
Disrespect the Mob or Squad, you get shot
We don't dial 9-1-1, we fuck with cops
1-8-7 to the ops

afraid to murda something
Ain't to murda something
Ain't afraid to murda
Ain't afraid to murda
afraid to murda something
Ain't to murda something
afraid to murda something
Ain't afraid to something

It's a homicide, a murder
All my niggas down to
187 on the op
That's a soldier

I'm finna get back and start peelin' the
Now I'm beating ass like Ike did Turner
You sit in a box, you sleep in a
you from, that's my turf
Fergie and I'm putting in work
Young Flocka gon' put 'em in the dirt
Sipping on the and a nigga go berserk
Couple bitches gave me brain, then I skeet on they

Yeah Ferg, you
Pay attention, focus on we came for
Got the drop on a nigga, got the
Soon as I hop out, click-clack, then go

Niggas say I'm real, say I'm hot
the Mob or Squad, then you get shot
We don't dial 9-1-1, we don't with cops
1-8-7 to the ops

Ain't afraid to something
afraid to murda something
Ain't afraid to something
Ain't afraid to murda
Ain't afraid to something
Ain't afraid to something
Ain't to murda something
afraid to murda something