Luyện nghe bài hát Why

The New
These are the street for all my riders, niggaz, and hoes
Let me ask you a question, why give a bitch by sayin' his name?
all I gotta 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 that fool in his face and tell him he's a lie
Everybody a cure but nobody wanna die
Put the cash in my face, I might a try
Money motivated that nigga that up my sign

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

(These they wanna try me)


(But these boys don't die)

(Now them boys to the Chi)

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

Legit Ballaz is the I break bread with, niggaz I bust lead with
In the of confrontation, high-speed chasin'
Bend 'em and bust 'em and 'em, I'm runnin' from the FED's shit
This is the New Testament, uh-huh we never bitch, no

When I 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 that nigga that threw up my sign

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

(These boys wanna try me)


(But these don't wanna die)

(Now bring boys to the Chi)

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

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

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

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

When I look 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 nigga that threw up my sign

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

(These they wanna try me)


(But boys don't wanna die)

(Now bring them to the Chi)

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

That's why I stay high, gone off
Fuckin' up lyrically with the Beam
Got you and yo' boys yo' breath like [Incomprehensible]
Never disrespect a Legit Balla when on the

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

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