Luyện nghe bài hát Motive 4 Murder

The stress of living
Is slowly my soul
I'm 2 months out the on papers
Walking 3 years parole

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

every last breath
But I ain't back
It's or death
That be my 4 murder

Now I know you the of life and death
I evil or nothing
But somebody brought me pain 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 let me know that nigga
Too that be my motive 4 murder

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

For sho' the skilled poets 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 to get this first mil in the bank
And drive a Hummer tank
So the haters who try to air me out come up blank

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

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

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 that I can repent
to stay holy and focused
But that evil in his let me know that nigga
Too bogus that be my motive 4

I'ma survive streets another day
I know the pain in my heart 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 from the
How I'ma hide love from this mark, this nigga made my
Die in my arms had to put a in his heart
Mother fuck that it was just a grudge on his part

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

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

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

shorties years stole he was only 17 years old
And at the funeral I got to watch his mama's tears
And I know he used to
carry a 9 but you took away your sunshine

No more on the fun times balling
And coming at bitches blunt lines
But this nigga ain't going to mine for the pain
I'ma handle this 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 with a fist full of steel
gleam with the fury

Never thought I'd be to 2 mothers
In of a prosecuting team and a jury
How did one murder into 2 revenge
Had me through hate

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

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

Let me the ways 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 these streets day
I know the pain in my heart won't go
motherfuckers try to murder me
And won't hurt my family that's what he gotta die