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 softer than
murder, I lay you to rest
Aim for the head no need for a vest
Can't protect you from this tec
Street educated, no use for
Niggas be talking but really want it
Put shells in your stomach, pussy you wet
like Rambo, I stay with the ammo
Test me, that's a gamble like Roulette
I stay with commas, I been through the drama
You going to war, you invest
Fuck is a "K"? I ain't
Got of shooters I pay just to flex

say I'm real, bitches 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

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

say I'm real, bitches say I'm hot
Disrespect the Mob or Squad, then you get
We don't dial 9-1-1, we don't fuck cops
to the fuckin' ops

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

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

I'm finna get and start peelin' the burner
Now I'm beating that ass like Ike did
You sit in a box, you in a hearse
Wherever you from, my turf
Fergie Ferg and I'm putting in
Young Flocka Flame gon' put 'em in the
Sipping on the Henny and a nigga go
Couple bitches gave me brain, then I skeet on skirt

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

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

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