Luyện nghe bài hát Murder Me

Liffy
the stress of everyday living is corrupting my soul
Im 2 months out the joint on papers with 3 years parole
I did 4 and a a slab and shit a nigga was dying
I'm finally back in the world and its but I'm still trying
not to fall and risk my again trying to ball
while waiting for this ass job to call
and it ain't
got me to hear them things popping
cash bags
with plenty of cane for recopping knocking
its I'm on
I cry I'm at home cause I'm alone
24 years and grown a future unknown
my heart was torn the pain of being back in the game
but I'd rather die getting my hussle on and live like a
so its back to pistols and
on licks hitting stains
the mob runs through my veins
its too late for me to
these got me deranged
strapped up and
ready to add on situations I can and avoid
plus big getting hot
they constantly on blocks
they to bring me in unconscious
but pins got popped
now got me on the run
cherishing last breath
but I going back
its freedom or
that be my motive for

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[Liffy
now I know you the of life and death
I evil or nothing
but done brought me pain and sorrow
so I'ma have to 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 for murder

I'ma survive these streets day
I the pain in my heart won't go away
mother fuckers try to murder me
and won't hurt my family
thats what he die

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9 out of 10 you can find Mays trying to hit a better lick
if it ain't coming up with the dopest
then I'm to cop the thickest brick
cause life in the of the best
is equal to bottomless pit
bitch niggas trick
and mother fuckers beat you out of everything you get
but it seems like everybodys trying to make type of come up quick
its too late to get straight
and the most I make is pick
anywhere shit like riding slick
with a chick slobbing your dick
even if it means fighting these in cases
as as neither ones thick
cause I swear I get hit
I go in a rage like a flick
turn lunatic
making all these niggas hear their final tick
but that don't mean my sick
cause I'm motivated by a lot of cheese
when by the p's
and fuckin fine fee's and 3's with
for sho the skilled
within in the up kill for it
I'll whoop a fiend with a crushed
I'll bet his dumb stil blow it
ain't nothing
I'm trying to get this mil in the bank
and drive a bullet-proof tank
so the next haters who try to air me out come up
and have to sacrifice your life
with a wrath thats than christ
and forces of life thats know to do damage to eyesight
I its true
moneys the of all evil
crooked or legal
its all by the eagle
and be my motive for

lord knows I was from a judge from the start
how I'ma hide love this mark
this made my homie die in my arms
had to put a in his heart
mother fuck stuff
it was a grudge on his part
my boy was and ambitious
his dreams and wishes
try to do but my attitude like blast them bitches
drowning all my in bottles of yack
and a quarter of dro want a rap
I'm bout to
come the big pay back
looking up on the for the black and gray strap
I'm and shit
I was hurt so bad I felt I had to go him
if a slug hit him
I was still hurt to aim at myself and die with him
can't them pains
now its time to them thangs
visions of the stud don't
the clip of am out right
ambulance around
by the the hypes
taking of his
I it sound cold
but this bullet put a in my soul
?never years stole?
he was 17 years old
and at the funeral I got to watch his mama's tears
and I know he to wild sometimes
carry a 9 but you took away your
no more reminising on the fun
balling and coming at bitches blunt lines
but this nigga ain't going to want
for the pain I'ma handle this funk and dismantle this
all that
in all black and pumped
to run up on this
tip up on him then
mission to kill with a fist full of steel
eyes gleam with the
never thought I'd be to 2 mothers
in of a prosecuting team and a jury
how did one turn into 2
had me shooting thorugh hate
I couldn't
in the of the action
is when that ? got shot
all because of my for murder