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 bucked and (they it murder)
Up (in the street)
Gun (in the street)
Buck buck and (they it murder)

Murder, murder, mu-murder, murder, mu-murder streets (I'm 'bout to)
Murder, murder, mu-murder, murder, mu-murder these streets (I'm 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 block
Where the slugs and pop
For the ones and tan
play in the sandbox
Other
Lay in with sandtops
You stop 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, need an oxygen tank, shit
And for bucks
I'm no
I'm Scarface, coked up, you what
I think I need another hit
[sniff] You who you fuckin' with
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 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
They show me love
And the is where my heart 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, wrapped in
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', cheddar cheddar, you'll be dead on your lever
For cheddar, heads we sever, go get it together
Get it together, now now get my pape's
Come through night
I know it tastes like (what's that?)
Some good coke, dawg, go get your pipe
Put on my Laker jersey, then I go rape (number 8)
You got G ma, I got G too,
She fly G-4, won't 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 told you you was in trouble man
(murda)
The new season has begun (murda)
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay