Luyện nghe bài hát Sex, Money And Murder

Life, it's all about sex, and murder
To all those out there
Who deal with it, you just a punk ass bitch

Sex, and murder, elements of the streets
You either play the or get your goddamn ass beat
See, I can get the pussy and money is a
Try to me, ashes to ashes, dust to dust

The suckers try to win, let the begin
Meet me, Ant Banks, Wayne and the Mac-10's
We were born to die any god way
Here week, but you're dead today

No for the bullshit, let the bullets disperse
Hospital, to the morgue, to the motherfuckin'
Deep in the game since I was
The streets are hell, so what the is heaven?

I'm one of the biggest baby and to get took down
A god damn comin' straight from the Oaktown
out of line, it's manditory, I hurt ya
My in life, what? Sex, money and murder

Sex from bitch
(Run, run up punk)
Money from the
(Death, is a cycle)
is a hobby, murder-murder is a hobby
Murder-murder is a hobby I had since way back

I live the life of a and hustle each day
Fool step wrong, live loose, get away
The ave is the only I knew
So to get what I got, I did I had to

Kill, deal, rob, I give a fuck
You had what I needed? You was shit out of
A is manditory, to lose is another story
Fools try to get with me, wind up

You just mad I got yo' bitch
And now she's ridin' on the dick
And I can tell by your face, mad and full of steam
'Cause now your bitch is on Pooh-Man's

She's my bitch, was yo' bitch, and sucks my dick
It don't stop with this young-ass
Run up punk and watch yo' desert ya
Because my lifestyle punk, sex, money and

Sex from bitch
(Run, run up punk)
from the crack
(Death, is a cycle)
Murder is a hobby, is a hobby
Murder-murder is a hobby I had since way back

So much shit gettin' talked by the crowd
Always and don't know what the fuck about
I get criticized, and other shit
But go wild when I yell out bitch

So I can take a little criticism and
And tell the critics they can my ass
I ain't trippin', my is made
I back and I straight get paid

Rated X is life, PG
is a factor on the Oakland street
If you can't deal life, don't fuck with my rap
It's like this 'cause it like that

Sex from your bitch, from the crack
Murder is a hobby I had since way back
A hit ain't shit, I learned it in
Creep slow, fast

This is the way I live, fuck pain and
Believe in life, sex, and murder