Luyện nghe bài hát Motive 4 Murder

The stress of everyday
Is slowly my soul
I'm 2 months out the joint on
Walking with 3 parole

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

Not to fall and my freedom
Again trying to
waiting for this pussy ass job
To call and it hopping

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

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

So it's to pistols and cane
Plotting on licks hitting
The mob life runs my veins
It's too late for me to

streets got me deranged
Strapped up and
Ready to add on
I can and avoid plus big voices getting hot

They constantly sneaking on
They to bring me in unconscious
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 ain't evil or
But somebody brought me pain and sorrow
So I'ma to kill something

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

I'ma survive streets another day
I the pain in my heart won't go away
These try to murder me
And won't nobody hurt my family that's 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

'Cause in the belly of the best
Is equal to bottomless pit
bitch niggas trick and thirsty
Motherfuckers beat you out of you get

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

they shit like riding slick
With a thick chick slobbing dick
Even if it means these niggas
In cases as as neither ones thick

'Cause I swear I get hit
I go in a crucial rage like a
Turn straight lunatic making all bitches
Niggas hear their final

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

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

Bullshit ain't nothing I'm to get this first mil in the bank
And drive a Hummer tank
So the next who try to air me out come up blank

And have to sacrifice your life
With a wrath that's stronger Christ
And forces of life that's to do
Damage to human

I guess it's true money's the route of all
'Cause crooked or
all manipulated 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 brought me pain and
So I'ma to kill something

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

I'ma 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

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

My boy was and ambitious took his dreams and wishes
Try to do right but my attitude blast them bitches
Drowning all my in bottles 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 gray strap I'm crying and shit, I was 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 them

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

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

Fuck all that in all and then pumped
To run up on this nigga tip up on him jump
Mission to kill armed 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 turn 2 revenge
Had me shooting through

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

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

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

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