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 a slab
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 to ball
While for this pussy ass job
To call and it ain't

Got me tipping to them things
Popping cash dropping
With of cane for recopping
Opportunity knocking it's I'm on

I cry when I'm at home I'm alone
24 years and grown 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 to pistols and cane
on licks hitting stains
The mob life runs my veins
too late for me to change

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

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

Cherishing last breath
But I going back
freedom or death
That be my motive 4

Now I you the judge 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 I can repent
Trying to 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 what he gotta die

9 out of 10 you can find
trying to hit a better lick
If it coming up with the dopiest shit
Then I'm to cop the thickest brick

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I guess it's true the route of all evil
crooked or legal
It's all manipulated by the
And be my motive for

Now I you the judge of life and death
I evil 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 know that
Too that be my motive 4 murder

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

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

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

Here 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 felt I had to go him even if a slug hit him, I was still hurt
Enough to aim at and die with him can't control them pains

Now it's to throw them thangs visions of the stud don't stay
Empty the of am out right ambulance come around
By the time the hypes taking of his
I know it sound cold but this bullet put a 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 a 9 but you took away your sunshine

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'ma survive these another day
I know the pain in my heart won't go
These motherfuckers try to me
And won't hurt my family that's what he gotta die