Luyện nghe bài hát Why

The New
are the street scriptures for all my riders, niggaz, and hoes
Let me ask you a question, why give a bitch by sayin' his name?
When all I gotta say is you's a bitch, yeah, I'm to you nigga
You ain't no killa, on the rizilla, so Beam my nigga, get with 'em

When I look that in his face and tell him he's a lie
want a cure but nobody wanna die
Put the cash in my face, I take a try
motivated that nigga that threw up my sign

My wife's on my side with a .9 to ride
Hold my sixth up and ask buddy why
get deep in the cold city of Chi
Could somebody, anybody me why-ay

(These they wanna try me)


(But these boys wanna die)

(Now them boys to the Chi)

I'll sacrifice my word and my balls for here
down to earth with my real niggaz crack 'em beers
Straight up mean mug muthafucka havin' no fear, what the fuck
You thought I was one of bitch niggaz standin' right here

Legit Ballaz is the clique I break bread with, I bust lead with
In the midst of confrontation, high-speed
'em and bust 'em and stick 'em, I'm runnin' from the FED's shit
This is the New Testament, we never dead bitch, no

When I that fool in his face and tell him he's a lie
Everybody want a cure but wanna die
Put the in my face, I might take a try
Money that nigga that threw up my sign

My on my side with a .9 ready to ride
Hold my sixth up and ask buddy why
get deep in the cold city of Chi
Could somebody, anybody tell me

(These they wanna try me)


(But these don't wanna die)

(Now bring them to the Chi)

I'll make that fool get on his knees and say, please
Bitches in the neighborhood disease
ass niggaz starin' and studyin' me
'Cause I'm fresh up out the to get my daughter some cheese

But I got somethin' on my side like a to squeeze
Lickin' bout a up at you muthafuckaz right at the knees
Probably givin' somethin' to 'cause the man in need
I been deep up in this game for a

Now I'm makin' major moves and paper is my motto
Different day, different gear, hoppin' out a different
Put it on and I'll be jackin' off louchers like
Showin' love to my niggaz who me love in Chicago

It's fair but it's square, for the love of the or they hate it
Many done died, plenty done from imitatin' it
Fuck what they say, keep faith in this world, you'll it
Thank him for everythang and every blessin' but fake it

I look that fool in his face and tell him he's a lie
Everybody want a but nobody wanna die
Put the cash in my face, I might a try
Money motivated that nigga that up my sign

My on my side with a .9 ready to ride
Hold my sixth up and ask buddy why
get deep in the cold city of Chi
Could somebody, anybody tell me

(These boys wanna try me)


(But these boys don't die)

(Now bring them to the Chi)

Trapped up in this wild life, thinkin' to
Askin' the Lord for forgiveness and thankin' him for my
The is on low when these slickers ain't plantin' drugs
Saturated racial hatred result in a slug

That's why I high, gone off green
Fuckin' up muthafuckaz lyrically with the
Got you and yo' losin' yo' breath like [Incomprehensible]
disrespect a Legit Balla when on the scene

Ooh, wee I rip shit Velcro
Get off in the
up the punk that step up got the umm next nigga screamin', oh no
Just when you thought that I was gon' I fuck around and umm

back explode, reload
Hit you with some shit that make you and shiver as I deliver
from the 4-0
No, no