Luyện nghe bài hát Murder for Hire

Yeah, how we get rich, for all the mothafuckin' thug niggas, niggas
Get bodied, some snitch, knowwhatimsayin'? throughout the world
It's the thugs, the laws of nature, this is how we eat, ever try
To take food from a man, he's goin' at you.

1:
It was a murder contract on these that owe
They tried workin' for the boss, never brung dough
So I to hit 'em
The reward was four
Two if I hit a or any small children
Check it, they had a of the first cat
He out in bx, I know where he rest and to search at
So I'm right there, I'm peeped duke in jerry gear
Came from behind, put the to his ear
Took a snap shot, brought that back, the chips
Half a million knocked off before we about the next hit
The flic was a older cat
He had a short arm, crippled at birth but still he a gat
Bachelor, his bets up in aqueduct
of the month some how he stayed rackin' up
I first, he started backin' up
to reach for his piece, I squeezed, he never got to duck
I hit him dead in his chest, eternal
Returnin' for the chips it's murder for hire.

2:
I got a for this
Bodyin' shit, miraculous
Exchange money for death, they can't tax the
I got by a bad bitch
The contracts on my own head, she actin' she catcholic
Met her on high class shit
Halftime, watchin' the knicks against the mavericks, my g was
Skip that, she me back to where she live at
Stripped and gave me mad head, I'm 'bout to push her shit
We our guns at the same time
The same of mind
I told her to
Relax, the steel
the plan for us
I the perfect man to bust
call him top dog
Weak need to be popped off
He's hard to reach, I know a that know a friend
could get him on the phone for a fee, a quick ten
The victim, we both could hit 'em
Catch him while he sleepin', when he wakes up the lord is em.

Sometimes it happens in the streets, sometimes it in the crib,
You can't death.

3:
A went by and I'm losin' sleep
sent niggas out to get me so now I gotta move with heat
Persuin' beef, hearin' stories untrue
Nowhere to run to, my face on newyork one news
High profile crime, shit caught on
With no ski mask so therefore I'm takin' all the
Shorty's wit' me and she to thug it
me paranoid, seducin' me like michael douglass
Mad stressed, to back cigarettes
Fuck it, got chips, skip duke, she could get it next
I to trust you
You could be the brain, be the muscle
One move and i'm'a bust you
Kissed her on the before I dicked her to sleep
Told her we gettin' closer we can get him week
Be she never to see a niggas face
I skipped town with her bread, her head across the pillow case.

Leavin' bitches where they lay, I don't got no time to love them
Hoes, money come first, and murder, we were raised off this shit,
You escape it, it's on every street, every corner, I'd rather get
for this shit.