Luyện nghe bài hát Murda Murda

Out in the
They call it
Up (in the street)
Gun (in the street)
Niggaz (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, these streets (I'm 'bout to)
Murder, murder, mu-murder, murder, mu-murder these (I'm 'bout to)
Murder, murder, mu-murder, murder, mu-murder streets (I'm 'bout to)
Murder, murder, mu-murder, murder, mu-murder streets

I up
My gun
I a fuck
So, welcome to
No, welcome to my block
the slugs and cans pop
For the and tan rocks
play in the sandbox
Other
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 live
If so, you'll an oxygen tank, shit
And for bucks
I'm no
I'm Scarface, coked up, you know
[sniff] I think I need hit
[sniff] You know who you with
I
I
My hang, yup
So don't get it or fucked up
My dudes will up
The ruger, dump, bup bup
And (they it murder)
Act stupid, the shootin [gunshot]
We'll leave you there, you square
Box style, box style, he who (dares)
play
Be calm now, down cuz
We all know you're not a killa gorilla, man
Y'all I get that scrilla scrilla f'reala, fam
Catch me in the all through the winter, man
Never catch me trippin', slippin', and me, damn
I show the love
show me love back
And the hood is where my is, so I love that
Nah, you can't keep a black man
I'm worldwide, Harlem's own, Manhattan

AY
Killa, killa, more killin' killin' for killa
Feel the deal, the chinchillas, can fit on gorillas
Santana, bananas, clip bananas, in bandannas
Hammers, hammers, no cameras, you'll be to nana (nana nana)
nana Santana, he be holding berettas
Killa killa 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?)
good coke, dawg, go get your face pipe
Put on my Laker jersey, I go rape white (number 8)
You got G ma, I got G too,
She fly G-4, won't fly G-2 (nope)
Need ten thousand, you get a G, boo
Only G you gettin' is me, O.G.,

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