Luyện nghe bài hát Why

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

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

My wife's on my with a .9 ready to ride
Hold my sense up and ask buddy why
Shit get deep in the city of Chi
Could somebody, anybody tell me

(These they wanna try me)


(But these boys wanna die)

(Now bring boys to the Chi)

I'll sacrifice my word and my for this here
Straight 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 them bitch standin' right here

Legit is the clique I break bread with, niggaz I bust lead with
In the midst of confrontation, chasin'
Bend 'em and bust 'em and 'em, I'm runnin' from the FED's shit
This is the New Testament, uh-huh we dead bitch, no

When I that fool 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
Money motivated that nigga threw up my sign

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

(These boys wanna try me)


(But these boys wanna die)

(Now them boys to the Chi)

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

But I got somethin' on my like a lemon to squeeze
Lickin' bout a pack up at you muthafuckaz at the knees
givin' somethin' to fools '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 auto
Put it on and I'll be jackin' off like lotto
Showin' love to my niggaz who me love in Chicago

It's fair but square, for the love of the game or they hate it
Many done died, plenty done from imitatin' it
Fuck what they say, keep faith in this world, make it
him for everythang and every blessin' but don't fake it

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

My wife's on my with a .9 ready to ride
Hold my sense up and ask buddy why
Shit get deep in the city of Chi
Could somebody, tell me why-ay

(These boys they try me)


(But these boys wanna die)

(Now bring boys to the Chi)

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

why I stay high, gone off green
Fuckin' up muthafuckaz lyrically the Beam
Got you and yo' losin' yo' breath like [Incomprehensible]
Never a Legit Balla when on the scene

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

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