Luyện nghe bài hát Murder, Murder, Kill, Kill

Soldier rag on my eye, fit on my frame
I scream, "Whoa", when I come makin' that MAC-11 sang
If I'm dyin' bad, don't tell my folks, I wasn't no joke I blasted
me up in camoflauge, and put that tank on my casket

That was hip hop, that nigga was gangsta
That nigga was tall, nigga was slim
That nigga was shell
You wouldn't want with him

I hung killas, I hung with soldiers
I hung with Gs, I hung thugs
I hung with them
Who probably wanted to me

Fuckas, I cross my heart and the trigger
God if I die, let me see the eyes of my killa
So I can haunt that nigga, poppa me through the rubber
He that I would be a young bad muthafucka, when I

Murda, murda, murda,
Kill, kill, kill,
real, shit's real
On the battlefield, on the

Murda, murda, murda,
Kill, kill, kill,
real, shit's real
On the battlefield, on the

I said, I'm and tired of tellin' you niggas
I'm not nigga to play with
They thinkin' that they can tell me whatever they
And I ain't gon say

I I'm supposed to be lettin' you call me bitches
And hoes to my
look at ya, let ya fuck over me, ignore ya
go by my way

Cut it out, stop that, ya got that feelin'
However, wherever, ya ready, I'm that nigga
You said, "Fuck No Limit", then the next thing you was "Ow"
That was me whippin' the fuck out that bitch in the House

Look at you now, I'm you nigga
Wherever you fuck up right
I'm shuttin' you down, I'm you
If we know you don't come round that tank

Or No Limit gon clown, I fuck over yo ass as big as Godzilla
lizard, lizard, lizard, I'm comin' to get ya
When I catch ya, you can betcha, gon spill
murda, murda, murda, kill, kill,

Murda, murda, murda,
Kill, kill, kill,
Shit's real, real
On the battlefield, on the

Murda, murda, murda,
Kill, kill, kill,
real, shit's real
On the battlefield, on the

I was born a soldier, mama will ya I never was fake, I was real
I'm camouflaged and never die, it been that way I was l'il
murda, murda, murda, murda, kill, kill, it's
You me wrong, don't think I forgot ya, just waitin' on you to chill

You started with the Assassin, when you see me you gotta be blastin'
Ain't no love for the side, 'cause I get all up in the ass and
Operation uptown, ghetto niggas shocked
Camoflauged down, rebound, straight off the block, what?