Luyện nghe bài hát Motive 4 Murder

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

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

Not to fall and risk my
trying to ball
While for this pussy ass job
To call and it hopping

Got me tipping to hear them
Popping cash dropping
With plenty of cane for
knocking it's what I'm on

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

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

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

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

Cherishing last breath
But I ain't going
freedom or death
That be my motive 4

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And have to sacrifice your life
With a wrath stronger than Christ
And forces of life know to do
to human eyesight

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

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

Let me count the ways I can repent
Trying to stay and focused
But that in his eyes let me know that 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 motherfuckers try to me
And nobody hurt my family that's what he gotta die

Lord knows I was hurt from a judge the start
How I'ma hide love from this mark, this nigga my homie
Die in my had to put a slug in his heart
fuck 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 like blast them bitches
Drowning all my sorrows in bottles of
And a ounce of dro want a rap I'm 'bout to snap

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 felt I had to go kill him 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 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 it sound 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 tears roll
And I know he to wild
Sometimes carry a 9 but you took away sunshine

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

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

Never thought I'd be facing to 2
In front of a prosecuting team and a
How did one murder turn into 2
Had me shooting hate

I couldn't in the mist 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 somebody done me pain and sorrow
So have 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 nigga
Too bogus that be my 4 murder

survive these streets another day
I know the pain in my heart go away
These try to murder me
And nobody hurt my family that's what he gotta die