Luyện nghe bài hát The Murderers

Word to God, know who the fuck this is
You know we kidnap yo kidz
You know the fuck we do
Murder bitch like you

For real, all the time, any place,
Y'all niggaz could get it, act like y'all know
In a world that's ice cold, die slowly
Cats snatch rollies, gats'll leave you

My momma always told me the streetz will me down
Daddy never showed me how the will hold me down
So now I rob and steal, spit shit you feal, wit a clique kills
Yeah my shit's that real, I hustle hard all my life, ran the all night

My wife alwayz said was gonna be a-ait
And she was and that's one reason why I love her
But everything she said went in one ear and out the
Word to mother, at it from a thug point of view

When the kids need clothes, a thug gon do?
Hit the and hustle, pick up the heat and bust you
I'm to eat like Russel, murda is my hustle
But you keep chasin' yesterday, you gon tomorrow

murda motherfucker we don't beg or borrow
We take shit, fuck you and yo bitch, when the eight spit
You could feel the hatred, it
You high right now, you ain't to die right now

The four five will you down, you under trauma now
drama how a child will shut shit down
Kill a for the fuck of it I get you touched for chips
that shit, fuck the whip, and fuck you bitch
You can suck my dick

If you yesterday, you gon miss tomorrow
murda motherfucker, we don't beg or borrow
We take shit, you and yo fake bitch
When the eight spit you feel the hatred, taste it
It's your blood, when we blood, we murderers
We throw slugz, we huselazz we drugz
And tell thugz live it up till yo stopz

Yo I give a fuck if y'all niggaz me, I drop bodies off
Where the be but lately, I've been hitin' cribz
And safes where the cake be, I take to the vest
For the love of the I put that hot shit thru you

And watch you holla, the same niggaz that I ball wit
I'm a brawl wit I'm a tank running in banks and all of it
Player we're flawless, wit to loosin' gunz bustin'
And brossen niggerz can't live

Funny shit it, niggers wanna hit me, forget about it
Thug shit I'm livin' y'all niggaz just spit about it
I rob and stomp niggaz two third of my
The other one third sittin' on curbz chasin' those birdz

If you ever get the to come by and try to test
There's only one and then you get and lied to rest
It's the only code to the ghetto
It's murda, nigga me the bezzle

And dance the devil, gunz rapidly spit
Gangsta shit, attractin' yo bitch, gettin' head and back in the sip
I the chipz, nigga I'm tryin' to tell you
holdin' hammers and nails and
We have you the dogz couldn't smell you

If you chasin' yesterday, you gon miss
It's murda motherfucker, we beg or borrow
We take shit, fuck you and yo fake
When the eight spit you feel the hatred, taste it
It's your blood, when we show blood, we
We slugz, we huselazz we sell drugz
And tell live it up till yo time stopz

Ja's a muthafuckin' problem, any think not, I'ma pop him
Put the on niggaz the minute I spot 'em
Who's gettin' it, I got him nigga dead and
Gonna guide 'em to the cross roads 'em how those gunz blow

I'ma degenerate addicted to hydro, switchin' four lanes
Top down wit my closed, got a death wish
Money, drugz, and murderer
What you want this, we'll kidnap yo kids

Clap up yo crib, it's the
Who you know wit gunz that shit
Just because we're hot niggerz
Sell mo records than niggaz

I'ma lock it for six months and shock niggaz what's my name?
J the A. R U L E with them hoez get between more sheetz isley
You can't deny me, I'm the one, druggin' bitches like heroin
The God be the rule, if you're hot keep on your jewels

To cop a Benz inch chrome, the shoes, I got nuttin' to lose
But everything to live for bread demand and supply the raw
I put my smash down from N Y to Chi INC murder spittin' in roundz
You don't her how it soundz, when we cock them flames
murda and ain't shit gon change niggaz

Motherfuckers that
Let the God be his nigga smirloff

Oh my
Murder INC