Luyện nghe bài hát Motive 4 Murder

The of everyday living
Is slowly corrupting my
I'm 2 months out the on papers
with 3 years parole

I did 4 and a half a
And shit a nigga was
I'm finally in the world
And it's but I'm still trying

Not to and risk my freedom
Again to ball
waiting for this pussy ass job
To call and it ain't

Got me tipping to them things
Popping bags dropping
plenty of cane for recopping
Opportunity knocking what I'm on

I cry I'm at home 'cause I'm alone
24 years and grown with a future
My heart was torn from the pain of being back in the
But I'd rather die getting my on and live like a lane

So it's to pistols and cane
Plotting on licks stains
The mob life runs through my
too late for me to change

These streets got me
up and paranoid
Ready to add on
I can and can't plus big voices getting hot

constantly sneaking on blocks
They to bring me in unconscious
But pins got popped
Now got me on the run

every last breath
But I ain't going
It's freedom or
That be my motive 4

Now I know you the judge of and death
I evil or nothing
But somebody done brought me and sorrow
So I'ma have to kill

Let me count the ways I can repent
Trying to stay holy and
But that evil in his eyes let me know nigga
Too that be my motive 4 murder

I'ma survive these another day
I the pain in my heart won't go away
These motherfuckers try to me
And won't nobody hurt my that's what he gotta die

9 out of 10 you can find
May's trying to hit a lick
If it ain't coming up with the dopiest
I'm trying to cop the thickest brick

'Cause life in the belly of the
Is equal to bottomless pit
Where bitch niggas and thirsty
Motherfuckers beat you out of you get

But it seems everybody's trying
To make some type of up quick
Before it's too late to get
And the most I is final pick

Anywhere they shit like slick
With a chick slobbing your dick
Even if it means these niggas
In cases as long as neither ones

'Cause I swear I get hit
I go in a crucial rage like a
Turn straight lunatic making all bitches
Niggas hear their tick

But that don't mean my minds
Just I'm motivated by a lot of cheese
When by the P's and fuckin' fine
Fee's and 3's with

For sho' the skilled poets within in the up kill for it
I'll a fiend with a crushed grill
I'll bet his dumb ass'll blow it

Bullshit ain't I'm trying to get this first mil in the bank
And a bullet-proof Hummer tank
So the haters who try to air me out come up blank

And have to sacrifice your life
With a wrath that's stronger than
And forces of that's know to do
Damage to eyesight

I guess it's true the route of all evil
'Cause crooked or
It's all by the eagle
And be my motive for

Now I you the judge of life and death
I ain't evil or
But somebody brought me pain and sorrow
So I'ma have to kill

Let me the ways that I can repent
Trying to holy and focused
But evil in his eyes let me know that nigga
Too bogus be my motive 4 murder

I'ma survive these another day
I know the pain in my heart won't go
These try to murder me
And won't nobody hurt my family that's he gotta die

Lord knows I was hurt a judge from the start
How I'ma hide love from this mark, nigga made my homie
Die in my arms had to put a in his heart
fuck that stuff it was just a grudge on his part

My boy was young and ambitious took his and wishes
Try to do but my attitude like blast them bitches
Drowning all my in bottles of yack
And a quarter ounce of dro want a rap I'm to snap

Here the big pay back looking up on the dresser
For the black and gray strap I'm and shit, I was hurt so bad
I felt I had to go kill him if a slug hit him, I was still hurt
Enough to aim at myself and die with him control them pains

Now time to throw them thangs visions of the stud don't stay
Empty the of am out right ambulance come around
By the time the hypes taking of his
I know it cold but this bullet put a hole in my soul

Never shorties years stole he was only 17 old
And at the funeral I got to watch his mama's roll
And I know he used to
Sometimes carry a 9 but you took away sunshine

No reminiscing on the fun times balling
And at bitches with blunt lines
But this nigga ain't going to mine for the pain
I'ma handle this funk and this junk

all that in all black and then pumped
To run up on this nigga tip up on him then
Mission to kill with a fist full of steel
Eyes gleam with the

thought I'd be facing to 2 mothers
In front of a prosecuting and a jury
How did one turn into 2 revenge
Had me shooting hate

I couldn't stop in the of the action
Is that little girl got shot
All because of my motive 4

Now I know you the of life and death
I ain't evil or
But done brought me pain and sorrow
So I'ma have to kill

Let me count the that I can repent
Trying to holy and focused
But that evil in his eyes let me know that
Too bogus that be my 4 murder

I'ma survive streets another day
I know the pain in my heart go away
These motherfuckers try to me
And won't nobody my family that's what he gotta die