Luyện nghe bài hát It's Murda (Freestyle)

It's Murda, it's Murda, we back up in this
It's Murda know who we be, yeah, aiyyo don't let me catch, ya Runnin' from the back of BET either nigga, my nigga, Fatal
On tha muthafuckin' ones and twos, back you bitch ass, niggaz

Yo, cock sucka', I get squat and post and cocked tha
In tha series beamer, dump and lean, ya, I fell off on
A misdemeanor ride red over black madina's crazy for genuis
Hated Jesus Christ, my weakness have always been bad bitches
And new bills with Krisis', my thesis than extraordinary

And that nigga that got nine times can tell ya' that I don't
a fuck, I don't give a fuck, God may I ask yo' permission
To his life this is a man be I N C to R U L E extrordinary one
For tha ages when then off with tha front of them gauges
To engage in combat, to send you and fem yo, moms at

Motherfuckar you hear that and I ain't talkin' them heaven
From skies, I'm talkin' about fire from nines or maybe
The call 'cause you like five, oh, or maybe somewhere in Cal
Where you like to lay low you bitch made and I about that bitch
You be slayin' layin' up with some where off of

Y'all heard yet that nigga, change is Loose and I got
Proof, get it, I got Proof, yo, is no use when we cock and flame
It's Murda, yeah, Murda incorporated, Murda, yeah
Hussein Fatal nigga, it's

Muthafuckas, Rule these niggas, crazy reppin' him me
A.I ain't in tha believe they won't win without me, yo, I'm small
Lil' homies frail but bold went from to some bullshit
Jalen Rose got my blind D O Gs readin' brail and coats
Keep tha heat in tha winter I can't tell cold clean my set
out flame tha tec

Throw out niggas catch like Wayne Cherbet, son of a gangsta Talk dirty son I'm a bang ya, I'm tha truth with tha ox
Keep gum on tha banger, Hussein the only hoes chase
Tha thugs, nigga blade part two I got tha taste for
Log on 'Fatal.com', see fatal bombs more militant minded
Then y'all with Pac Rhymes

Clucthing tha beam, suckin' tha stick green out tha window
Or tha sunroof, buckin' tha you ain't a gangsta 'em'
is gangsta shit and 50 you ain't nuthin' but a gangsta bitch
Pac would have never did no with no wanksta snicth
He ya'll he ain't tha shit we sex, money and murda
You niggas, ain't no playin' around with this rap
clip, mack's spit bodies rap up in plastic

This tha where tha skinny niggas die, no
You my dogs this is tha city where tha skinny, niggas
nigga, Hussein tha don, believe we got this shit poppin'
In this muthafucka Rule good and we into tha muthafuckin' club
You punk niggas, walkin' out city, Rule, Rap a lot, mafia
Murda, Yound D', Merc, Exsaless, these niggas, ain't ready for this Gansta right here, we been doing this shit for a long time

niggas got the streets confused, nigga, we been on this
Gansta thug shit, bitch ass, niggas you know it is
time we touch tha muthafuckin' booth, nigga
It's gonna be fire, fire on you asses, niggas, better
bow tha fuck out nigga, Hussein Fatal nigga
Rap a lot mafia, nigga, M.I.B nigga, I N C bosses Rule
We here, baby, city jerses mafia, yeah, shadows, let's get it, yo