Luyện nghe bài hát Motive 4 Murder

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

I did 4 and a a slab
And a nigga was dying
I'm back in the world
And hard but I'm still trying

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'ma survive these another day
I the pain in my heart won't go away
These 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 better
If it ain't coming up with the dopiest
Then I'm to cop the thickest brick

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

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

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

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

But that mean 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 with

For sho' the skilled poets in the mask up kill for it
I'll whoop a fiend with a grill
bet his dumb ass'll 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 next haters who try to air me out up blank

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

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

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

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

I'ma survive these another day
I know the pain in my heart won't go
motherfuckers try to murder me
And won't nobody 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 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 blast them bitches
Drowning all my in bottles of yack
And a quarter ounce of dro want a rap I'm 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 I had to go kill him even if a slug hit him, I was still hurt
to aim at myself and die with 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 right ambulance come
By the time the taking of his Nike's
I know it sound 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 know he to wild
Sometimes carry a 9 but you away your sunshine

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

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

Never I'd be facing to 2 mothers
In front of a prosecuting team and a
How did one turn into 2 revenge
Had me shooting 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 of life and death
I ain't or nothing
But done brought me pain 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 eyes let me that nigga
Too bogus that be my 4 murder

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