Luyện nghe bài hát Accident Murderers

You back
You thought you had it
You you had your man
He saw you coming, he ran you tried to blast that man
You him by inches, he sprinted
Some of his boys on the corner was who your bullets
Two of em pull but one didn't, son's finished
You took the of him
The part about it that's crazy, you was aight him
Tight him, why was he in the way
Why was he standing next to the enemy that day
His style never loud, stays reclusive
Good dude, got that look he always about to do shit
of his mouth toothpick, one eyebrow raised
Got into it with dude who still tried to live out his old wild out
never had no probs
Somehow they rubbed each wrong like a bad massage
These two different personalities had to
Niggas could not aim and innocent niggas
You ask why, of a

Accident murderer, act you killed on purpose
brag, you put work in
You ain't to murk him
Your a virgin
are full of em
Read the
murderer
You just an murderer

We grew up graffiti
Now hollow heads heated
Seated in cars, constantly getting weeded
Proceeded to profits
I know they got on
But fuck em all, we til they come lock us up
Twenty to life; I'm clubbing, twenty tonight
We the mob, Bob Marley Marlin' all through the
Addicted to wealth, never turkey to war
Snatch a tec off the shelf, live that's Insh'Allah
Memoirs of a rich
Sweat suits, chains, old drug dealers
New Benz, chrome are for show, killer
You accidental, shoppers in back of the limo
Pay tithes, stay alive, can't be dodging my clique
Cut a check; I use bitch for some bargaining chips
In a hole, sell your home, nigga go sell your
This forty-five in
God forgives and I

Accident murderer, act like you on purpose
brag, you put work in
You ain't mean to him
Your a virgin
are full of em
Read the
Accident
You just an murderer

Accident murderer, murderer
You just an murderer

Yo, for my that got killed, got hit up
spills on the concrete
Light a swisha, we ya
And for that girl who never it home, shot in the dome
How they gon' kill that sista
Violent adolescents, homicidal weapons
Not a lot of knowledge of they minds, that I'm guessing
me who you impressing
Shooters I knew them when they was
I used to test
em throw up they hands, choke em out playing wrestling
Watch em to a man
I see them now they
But they cold-blooded,
Wondering where the went
play with these little niggas, gangsta little niggas
Can't hang with these little niggas, killing, they reckless
Wish I could build with him, but will he really
real killers
I think of Wayne
Think of my nigga
But you aren't a to me you ain't mean to kill him

murderer, act like you killed on purpose
Liars brag, you put in
You mean to murk him
Your gun's a
Streets are of em
the bulletin
Accident murderer, act you killed on purpose
Liars brag, you put in
You ain't to murk him
Your a virgin
Streets are of em
the bulletin
Accident
You just an murderer