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

Not to fall and my freedom
Again trying to
While 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 when I'm at home 'cause I'm
24 years and grown with a future
My heart was torn from the pain of being in the game
But I'd die getting my hustle on and live like a lane

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

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

They sneaking on blocks
They trying to me in unconscious
But them got popped
Now got me on the run

Cherishing every breath
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 or nothing
But somebody done brought me and sorrow
So I'ma have to something

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

survive these streets another day
I know the pain in my heart won't go
These try to murder me
And won't hurt my family 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
Then I'm trying to cop the brick

life in the belly of the best
Is equal to bottomless pit
bitch niggas trick and thirsty
Motherfuckers you out of everything you get

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

Anywhere they like riding slick
With a thick chick slobbing your
Even if it means fighting niggas
In cases as long as neither thick

'Cause I when I get hit
I go in a crucial rage a flick
Turn lunatic making all these bitches
Niggas hear their final

But that mean my minds sick
'cause I'm motivated by a lot of cheese
When trees by the P's and fine
Fee's and 3's with

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

Bullshit ain't nothing I'm trying to get this first mil in the
And drive a bullet-proof Hummer
So the haters who try to air me out come up blank

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

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

Now I know you the judge of and death
I ain't or nothing
But somebody done brought me pain and
So I'ma to kill something

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

I'ma survive streets another day
I the pain in my heart won't go away
motherfuckers try to murder me
And nobody hurt my family that's what 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 had to put a slug in his heart
Mother fuck that stuff it was just a grudge on his

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 a rap I'm 'bout to snap

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

Now time to throw them thangs visions of the stud don't stay
Empty the clip of am out right come around
By the time the hypes taking of his
I know it cold 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 he used to wild
Sometimes a 9 but you took away your sunshine

No more reminiscing on the fun times
And coming at bitches with lines
But this nigga going to want mine for the pain
I'ma this funk and dismantle this junk

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

Never I'd be facing to 2 mothers
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 that little girl got shot
All of my motive 4 murder

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

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

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