Luyện nghe bài hát Motive 4 Murder

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

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

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

Got me tipping to hear things
Popping cash dropping
With of cane for recopping
Opportunity it's 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 hustle on and live like a

So it's back to pistols and
Plotting on hitting stains
The mob runs through my veins
too late for me to change

These got me deranged
up and paranoid
Ready to add on
I can and can't avoid big voices 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 ain't going
freedom or death
That be my 4 murder

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

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

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

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

life in the belly of the best
Is equal to poverty's pit
Where bitch niggas and thirsty
Motherfuckers you out of everything you get

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

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

I swear when I get hit
I go in a crucial rage a flick
Turn lunatic making all these bitches
Niggas their final tick

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

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

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

And I'ma have to sacrifice your
With a that's stronger than Christ
And forces of that's know to do
Damage to eyesight

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

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

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

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

Lord knows I was hurt from a judge the start
How I'ma hide love this 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 and ambitious took his dreams and wishes
Try to do but my attitude like blast them bitches
Drowning all my sorrows in of yack
And a quarter of dro want a rap I'm 'bout to snap

Here 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 and die with him can't 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 of his Nike's
I know it cold but this bullet put a hole in my soul

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

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

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

Never thought I'd be facing to 2
In of a prosecuting team and a jury
How did one murder turn into 2
Had me shooting through

I stop in the mist of the action
Is when that little girl got
All because of my motive 4

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

Let me count the ways I can repent
to stay holy and focused
But that evil in his let me know that nigga
Too bogus that be my 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 hurt my family that's what he gotta die