Luyện nghe bài hát Mo' Murda

Mo' murda, mo'
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Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

Mo' murda, mo'
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Mo' murda, mo'
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Mo' murda, mo'
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Mo' murda, mo'
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Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

Mr.Ouija, let 'em know who the boss is
So you wanna get tossed in the river?
Nigga, put 'em in the mud, see them pump blood, nigga, no
Me show 'em the Bone when I grab chrome
Gotta haunt that

me, roll, stroll down East 1999
Gotta find these row
Nigga, if you up and all of a sudden
Nigga, you was off my hood?

I'm a real nigga
So a, I would have to ya so die
Popped off to the
Pick up my pump chumps in the gutter pain

got ta fucked up bang
Taking no so fuck ya man
Claim my thang to slang bloody bodies
Kill 'em all, them hoes up in flames
Krayzie to the brain

Hey, we slay who think we play
Nigga, me wid the gun
Machete be in rum
wid the gun, steady bucking
Leaving them bodies dumped off in the for dead

I'm near, 'em all, mo' murda, mo' murda
That's Ouija said
Gotta put one in ya head,
We coming to ya,
Mo' murda, mo' murda, mo'
Mo' murda, mo' murda, mo'

Mo' murda, mo'
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Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

Mo' murda, mo'
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Mo' murda, mo'
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Mo' murda, mo'
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Mo' murda, mo'
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Mo' murda, mo'
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Mo' murda, mo'
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I die of murda, bloody mo' murda?
Living in the Land of the Heartless, coming up
Until a me them all, I'm never gon' fall
So murda them baby
Get 'em up wid me
See 'em on the corner and they slanging them

Giving up out to the glock, glock
Eighty to the ten five
killas be pumping them slugs
Niggas be fiending me
Me silence me gauge eruption
And I'm on a to destruction

And steady be and bodies be busting me
with a buckshot, I'ma peel ya
Number one still the realer nigga
Down for my crime, niggas be
Trying to stay to tha

Niggas is going insane, taking a shot to the
And man, so call it a
But what be the thang up offa murda game?
And I'm not a bit remorseful
My twelve gauge so forceful

So playa, hate when I'm in ya
The nigga, me bucking 'em
And I'm giving up to the hustlas
Thugstas and gauge pumpstas

Drug 'em in mo' murda, me style, now
Put 'em on the ground, lay
Nigga check my thang the way we swang
When I'm coming to ya
Wid the nine cocked and it's to pop
Letting off shots, Layzie, be
Mo' murda, mo'

Mo' murda, mo'
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Mo' murda, mo'
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Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come
Mo' murda, mo'
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Mo' murda, mo'
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Mo' murda, mo'
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Mo' murda, mo'
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Mo' murda, mo'
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kill, get 'em nowhere to run
Can't get from my shotgun
them bodies fucked up
Pump, pump to the ground, leave it alone
wanna die when fucking wid
Mo Thug, nigga, we killed this

Now you wanna catch some bang
wanna die when I let my nuts hang
What is it in me makes me
I gots ta murda ya?
You slip I'm high
Pulling my trigger and nigga, you die,

Four killas we creeping and coming to hurt ya, mo'
Better that five five
I'm feeling like killing, you dying
You wanna hear that glock pop
When the pop pop, don't stop

We all murda mo'
Finger on the trigger, Mo let go
We from Cleveland
Clack back ya bleeding
You wanna fuck wid Bone
Pulling that now, nigga, ya gone

If you die, bye
See you in the gutter, let cry
Mo Thug Killas pump pump
Put 'em in the with his head blown, gone
Mo' murda, mo' murda, mo'

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come

Mo' murda, mo'
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Mo' murda, mo'
Come, come

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again
Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

Eternally thugstas die, I die of murda now?
East 99, follow me
And all that body underground, way down
Me ride and everyone
And I wid my killas
And all, ah my ruggish niggas, no lie

up bloody, mo' victims, get 'em, get 'em
That'll be Ripsta, sinister
Kill y'all, put 'em in the
Bodies shiver, that nigga

Hit 'em up inside, minds be blowing, I'm
Remember me spray 'em, slay 'em, 'em, laying 'em
All up off the coffin, ready to fade 'em,
To buck or to shoot wid the gauge eruptions
out your seat, would ya we come to stay?
Found out none of my niggas was

For the of the murda, man, the murda game
The same but a bang bang
Can't resist to you, now pow, run 'em all off
St Clair stays, down for the mo'
Oh, no, ho a thugsta, stroll

Forty still pointed at the po-pos
Stop 'em, 'em, numb those 'til out cold, they froze
You know, nigga, we can't be
We insane, when I put one to your temple
Mo' murda then blow out ya

Mo' murda, mo'
Come, again

Come bloody
Come bloody
bloody murda
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