Luyện nghe bài hát Murda

[Intro:
I just like we gotta go in
Y'all got the nigga for the job this time
Oh, we snapping on this

1: Arsonal]
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A young from the Eastside, me
I'm certified, I don't I-D
Fuck a hater see him later
He gon' need a favor and a run
Fuck a cop, I keep a chopper a long gun
Hop grindin' way the [?]
Know it's a hit way we record one
I'm on 1, 2, 3, 4
Blunts out the face I'mma 3 more
I started flexin' as a youngin' I was gettin'
I was selling weed, all the love me
Trouble with the law, started gettin'
Scamming with my just to get some money
Grew up in the trenches, I had intentions
Want it done then you should do the bidness
I don't niggas, I get too suspicious
Crack on the stove and make do the dishes
Fuckin' up the China, look behind ya
Hollow tips inside ya, a brief reminder
I'm from a where daughters sell vagina
Cops are shootin' minors, all these liars
Apologize now nigga, your looks
Download all my off on iTunes
I'm out here giving all my audio
They got me
If they say I'm the best then don't it
Success is overrated, bidness is negotiated
So let's associate it with death, I know they it
His flesh exfoliated, what
The tech, a phony ate it passion
I was working days they was nappin'
I struggle, I was cryin' they was
3 mill for a [?]
I don't a hundred thousand playing Madden
[?] took all my chips and in
But thanks for
Let a nigga try me like they don't who I be
I'm me, I'm G, hit the out in I.E
One word,
that's a murda

[Hook:
[?] a murda
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm a murda

Murda yeah
Murda murda
Damn, murda yeah
Like they heard it

[Verse 2:
Understand I got God me, so the evils can never hurt me
I.E. you see it on my
I call up Ars when I'm out in Jersey
Tell 'em I need a white girl look like Fergie
Shaved kitties, I don't do 'em
Make a running in a hurry
Solo on these missions cause niggas scurry
said to trust in what the reverend say
I look at my and see a better way
Young king, they ain't never say that people my color was running Heaven gates
I got two phones, no Gates
One for bad times, one for better
I don't answer the one for bad cause I need good vibes around me all seven days
I got bad bitches on my
I hit the and try to go ahead of Jay, ahead of Ye
of Gandhi, ahead of myself yesterday
I don't see no way
If mula that'll be made till Saturday
I'll be there on the dot, I ain't late
I won't sign by the dotted unless the bread is up like wedding cakes
set it straight
I know niggas from Grape like Lay
I got stocks from the Benz, no never
Really scrapped in these streets, we ain't the same
homies to this beef, you don't know the pain
Price and S.Dot on the beat, you know a
And I'm Price by the way, so you know the
From summer to winter, spring to fall, heat, snow or
I got the West on my shoulders
Yeah, you that's a murda