Luyện nghe bài hát Motive 4 Murder

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

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

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

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

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

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

streets got me deranged
Strapped up and
Ready to add on
I can and can't avoid big voices getting hot

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

Cherishing every last
But I ain't back
It's freedom or
be my motive 4 murder

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

Let me count the ways that I can
to stay holy and focused
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 hurt my family that's what 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 to cop the thickest brick

'Cause in the belly of the best
Is equal to poverty's pit
Where bitch trick and thirsty
beat you out of everything you get

But it seems like trying
To make type of come up quick
it's too late to get straight
And the most I is final pick

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

'Cause I when I get hit
I go in a rage like a flick
straight lunatic making all these bitches
Niggas their final tick

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

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

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

And I'ma to sacrifice your life
With a that's stronger than Christ
And forces of life that's to do
to human eyesight

I it's true money's the route of all evil
crooked or legal
It's all by the eagle
And be my for murder

Now I you the judge of life and death
I ain't or nothing
But somebody done brought me and sorrow
So have to kill something

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

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

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

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

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

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

shorties years stole he was only 17 years 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 your

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

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

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

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

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

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

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