Luyện nghe bài hát Murdergram

Niggas is dead, dead I tell you, can't be
What you think is happen
with three of the niggas together
Street and so fourth on one track,huh?
be serious, it's murda nigga, huh, it's Murda

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

[Ja
Shit I hope ya'll know to lay low now
Cause thou shall perish if you bow down
Cause I hit em on sight, its dim the lights
You shot twice god bless to the night
That alot of niggas fear the of their life
And you right be in hell looking for ice
Fuckin with Ja you bitch niggas talking
All on my dick you broke niggas making me
You gonna blaze me cause you ripped off the henne rock
Flow handling me your not
Check my forte not even on a bad day you this
Rather your dick or your bitch
My flow be the shit, gravely ill
Niggas dying cause they know I spit like iron, nothing but flyin
Flows and mics, hell and night, go together heaven and light
ain't seein my plight, It's alright
I let the world I shine like ice
I bet it all I can throw a four in the dice
Cause I'm a gambling man, you gamble with a gat in your hand
Spin in barrel and put it to your
we don't dance no more all we do is cock and spit
Dedicated to giving you nothing but thug
we playing, you undoubtable fall further
Fuckin I N C is Murda

I'm a cruddy nigga, raw-doggin dirty bitches
and if I get burnt, I'm givin that shit to thirty
You say you know a nigga like me, guess again
I might smile up in face but I ain't your friend Poppy
Jump out the fifteen hundred like runnin, niggas want it
Get it, Done it, when I'm
However it went down, I made it happen, made it
I made it fussin, bustin, I made it
And lettin off wasn't new to a nigga
Something to do to a nigga, Cause you is a nigga
I your type, you hype, all up off that fake shit
You can't understand why a man would have to take
Or steal shit, but this is that real, niggas shit, peel shit
I hit you in head you won't feel shit!!!
URRUURRRR.....
Let the lose on a niggas ass
Find out if the niggas faster then the trigger's
A fucking snake in the form
Knowin damn well what I do is wrong, plus what I do is strong
Niggas is makin movies so i to stop production
I need a to function and maybe I'll stop destructin
The blocks is not for frontin, So let me get shorty
Cause you need that shorty
you know what to do with that shorty
You might as well hit 40, before you hit the floor
Another 24, you want, Money, More!?!
Them niggas did it raw, no condom
You find em, sayin sorry he for he said before I blind them
Get the flame out the fifth, and there aint gonna be no more riff
Dog you a floss tiff, but would of made it to the door if
Bullets travled slower, and you ran alot faster
But they don't and you can't so don't about after
Cause tomorrow ain't comin, so runnin
cause you gonna die a sucker
Motherfucker!!!

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