Luyện nghe bài hát Murda Murda

Out in the
They call it
Up (in the street)
Gun (in the street)
front (in the street)
Get and (they call it murder)
Up (in the street)
Gun (in the street)
buck and (they call it murder)

Murder, murder, mu-murder, murder, mu-murder these streets (I'm to)
Murder, murder, mu-murder, murder, mu-murder streets (I'm 'bout to)
Murder, murder, mu-murder, murder, mu-murder these (I'm 'bout to)
Murder, murder, mu-murder, murder, these streets

I up
My gun
I a fuck
So, welcome to
No, welcome to my damn
Where the slugs and pop
For the and tan rocks
Kids play in the
kids
Lay in boxes with
You can't this

Murder, murder, mu-murder, murder, shit, this
Servin', servin', se-servin', servin', bricks, we
Purchase, purchase, pu-purchase, and purchase, whips, we
Swervin, swervin, sw-swervin, swervin, on purpose,

Try to me, you ain't, kid
Try to pop me, you can't
If so, you'll an oxygen tank, shit
And for bucks
I'm no
I'm Scarface, up, you know what
[sniff] I think I need hit
[sniff] You know who you fuckin'
I
I
My hang, yup
So get it confused or fucked up
My dudes will up
The ruger, dump, bup bup
And (they it murder)
Act stupid, the gat's [gunshot]
We'll you there, leave you square
Box style, box style, he who (dares)
play
Be calm now, calm cuz
We all know not a killa killa gorilla, man
Y'all know I get that scrilla f'reala, fam
Catch me in the chinchilla all the winter, man
Never me trippin', slippin', and kill me, damn
I the hood love
They show me back
And the hood is where my is, so I love that
Nah, you can't keep a man down
I'm worldwide, Harlem's own, Manhattan

AY
Killa, killa, more killin' killin' for killa
Feel the deal, the chinchillas, they can fit on
Santana, bananas, bananas, wrapped in bandannas
Hammers, hammers, no cameras, you'll be runnin to (nana nana)
Nana nana Santana, he be holding
Killa kills civilians, you know I'm no better
Mo' betta' betta', cheddar cheddar, be dead on your lever
For cheddar, heads we sever, go get it together
Get it together, now now get my right
through late night
I know it tastes like (what's that?)
Some coke, dawg, go get your face pipe
Put on my Laker jersey, then I go rape (number 8)
You got G ma, I got G too,
She wanna fly G-4, fly G-2 (nope)
ten thousand, you won't get a G, boo
Only G you gettin' is me, O.G.,

Haha,
I you
I you you niggaz was in trouble man
(murda)
The new season has officially (murda)
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay