Luyện nghe bài hát Motive 4 Murder

The stress of living
Is corrupting my soul
I'm 2 out the joint on papers
Walking with 3 years

I did 4 and a a slab
And a nigga was dying
I'm finally back in the
And it's but I'm still trying

Not to fall and my freedom
Again to ball
While waiting for pussy ass job
To call and it hopping

Got me tipping to hear them
Popping bags dropping
With of cane for recopping
Opportunity it's what I'm on

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

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

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

They sneaking on blocks
They trying to bring me in
But them pins got
Now got me on the run

every last breath
But I going back
It's freedom or
be my motive 4 murder

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

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

I'ma survive these another day
I know the in my heart won't go away
motherfuckers try to murder me
And won't nobody hurt my family what he gotta die

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

'Cause life in the of the best
Is to poverty's bottomless pit
Where bitch niggas trick and
Motherfuckers you out of everything you get

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

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

I swear when I get hit
I go in a rage like a flick
Turn lunatic making all these bitches
Niggas their final 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
and 3's with ease

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

Bullshit ain't nothing I'm trying to get this mil in the bank
And drive a Hummer tank
So the next who try to air me out come up blank

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

I guess true money's the route of all evil
'Cause crooked or
It's all manipulated by the
And be my for murder

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

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

I'ma survive these another day
I know the pain in my won't go away
motherfuckers try to murder me
And won't nobody hurt my family what he gotta die

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

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

come the big pay back looking up on the dresser
For the black and strap I'm crying and shit, I was hurt so bad
I felt I had to go him even if a slug hit him, I was still hurt
Enough to aim at myself and die him can't control them pains

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

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

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

Fuck all that in all black and pumped
To run up on nigga tip up on him then jump
to kill armed with a fist full of steel
Eyes with the fury

thought I'd be facing to 2 mothers
In of a prosecuting team and a jury
How did one murder turn into 2
Had me through hate

I couldn't stop in the mist of the
Is when that girl got shot
All because of my 4 murder

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

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

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