Luyện nghe bài hát Murder Business

(I got on the beat, bah, bah)
(Mommy, India Got Beats)
ass nigga, don't talk to the man (Mm, mm, mm-mm)
Fuck them, haha, yeah,

Bitch ass nigga, say what you (Mm, mm, mm-mm)

What, you wanna do
Tryna to put some to bed now (Bed)
Whipped up, hop out with
And we be aiming at head, huh (Head now)
Bitch, I do something
Lil Top to see red, huh
You don't fuck around the Don Dada (Bah)
We gon' red dot 'em, we bedrock 'em (Yeah, yeah)
heart stop 'em (Yeah, fah)
With this shit, I'm the murder doctor
I got one chopper for his partners (Huh? Huh?)
When I finish say they heard about me
Ridin' four deep, ridin' they be

In the back with a dirty chopper (Skrrt)
Screamin' "Fuck the law, we gon' about it"
Fuck the music, nigga, we drill about it
I'll use it, nigga, this .40 on me
I'm a real Blood, get to homie
Kill that bitch and the critics pay him homage
Make them drive when you say, "You want it?"
In his spot, we gon' creep up on him
These hoes somewhere now
Tell us 'bout all that lead found
He was rollin' right, him dead, huh
Lil Top, I'm too now
Inside, might your headphones
Demon shit, a liter, it's too
That's not prescribed all the styrofoams
YoungBoy to blaze, no hand grenades

We get head blown (Bro, hold on)
Reaper shit, Draco on me
Bitch, I'm the coach, just work this phone
Back bad, confirm (Yeah), I can get his back blown (Yeah, yeah)
.45 (Yeah), this shit (Yeah)
Plus you my bag strong (Yeah, yeah)
You slime enough to a nigga
You to bring a bag home (Bitch)
I told you not to trust niggas
Bitch, you know you dead
On lean, you would think I popped a bean
I don't down (Nah)
scene, blood on my soldierees
Somethin' got down (Nah)
Switched all and the Ks turn to machines
I'm like "Who playin now?" I'm
Lay the clan down (Yeah)

"How you want him?" him with his pants down (Yeah)

business, hol' on, murder business (Murder business)
Chopsticks (Chopsticks), a witness (Witness)
Down bitch (Down bitch), drive while we (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Let her work the phone, tell 'em, "Meet us it" (Meet us wit' it)
Murder business, hol' on, murder (Murder business)
Chopsticks (Chopsticks), kill a (Kill a witness)
Down bitch (Down bitch), while we spinnin' (Drive it)
Let her work the phone, 'em, "Meet us wit' it" (Tell 'em, "Meet us wit' it")

Brrt,

(Shawty sayin' "Call back," 'cause she found they stayin')
We gon' the phones
(Load up, take us, we be scopin' out the scene)
Bah, bah, nigga won't stop cappin', you that headshot was me (Headshot was me)
(We'll fuckin' again and see who got good aim)
Bro, creep down, up
Show that ass some stuff
Pussy can't run from us
We chase you down, we gon' put you up
YoungBoy, AI, Lil Top, bitch, I'm a big (Big thug)
You in here, then

You just might die if you ain't here us (Ain't here with us)
(You how we comin', big shit)