Luyện nghe bài hát Murder for Hire

Yeah, how we get rich, for all the mothafuckin' thug niggas, niggas
Get bodied, some niggas snitch, knowwhatimsayin'? throughout the
the thugs, the laws of nature, this is how we eat, don't ever try
To food from a starving man, he's goin' at you.

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

2:
I got a knack for
shit, escape miraculous
Exchange money for death, they tax the chips
I got trapped by a bad
The contracts on my own head, she actin' she catcholic
Met her on some high shit
Halftime, the knicks against the mavericks, my g was average
Skip that, she me back to where she live at
Stripped and me mad head, I'm 'bout to push her shit back
We pulled our guns at the time
The same frame of
I told her to
Relax, the steel
the plan for us
I know the man to bust
They him top dog
Weak need to be popped off
He's hard to reach, I know a that know a friend
That get him on the phone for a fee, a quick ten
The next victim, we both hit 'em
Catch him while he sleepin', when he up the lord is wit' em.

Sometimes it in the streets, sometimes it happens in the crib,
You escape death.

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

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