Luyện nghe bài hát Motive 4 Murder

The of everyday living
Is slowly my soul
I'm 2 out the joint on papers
with 3 years parole

I did 4 and a half a
And shit a was dying
I'm back in the world
And it's but I'm still trying

Not to fall and my freedom
Again to ball
waiting for this pussy ass job
To and it ain't hopping

Got me tipping to hear things
Popping cash bags
With plenty of cane for
knocking it's what I'm on

I cry when I'm at home 'cause I'm
24 and grown with a future unknown
My heart was from the pain of being back in the game
But I'd rather die getting my hustle on and like a lane

So it's back to and cane
Plotting on licks stains
The mob runs through my veins
too late for me to change

These streets got me
up and paranoid
Ready to add on
I can and avoid plus big voices getting hot

They sneaking on blocks
They to bring me in unconscious
But pins got popped
Now got me on the run

Cherishing every last
But I ain't back
freedom or death
That be my motive 4

Now I know you the judge of life and
I ain't or nothing
But somebody done me pain and sorrow
So I'ma to kill something

Let me count the that I can repent
Trying to stay holy and
But that evil in his let me know that nigga
Too bogus be my motive 4 murder

I'ma survive these another day
I know the pain in my won't go away
motherfuckers try to murder me
And won't nobody hurt my family that's what he die

9 times out of 10 you can
May's trying to hit a lick
If it coming up with the dopiest shit
Then I'm to cop the thickest brick

'Cause in the belly of the best
Is to poverty's bottomless pit
bitch niggas trick and thirsty
Motherfuckers beat you out of you get

But it like everybody's trying
To make some of come up quick
Before too late to get straight
And the most I is final pick

they shit like riding slick
With a thick chick slobbing your
Even if it means fighting these
In cases as long as ones thick

I swear when I get hit
I go in a rage like a flick
Turn lunatic making all these bitches
Niggas hear their tick

But that don't mean my sick
Just 'cause I'm by a lot of cheese
When by the P's and fuckin' fine
and 3's with ease

For sho' the skilled poets within in the up kill for it
whoop a fiend with a crushed grill
I'll bet his dumb ass'll blow it

Bullshit ain't nothing I'm trying to get this first mil in the
And drive a bullet-proof Hummer
So the next haters who try to air me out up blank

And I'ma have to sacrifice life
With a wrath that's stronger than
And forces of life know to do
to human eyesight

I guess it's true money's the of all evil
crooked or legal
It's all manipulated by the
And be my for murder

Now I know you the judge of and death
I ain't evil or
But somebody done brought me and sorrow
So have to kill something

Let me count the ways that I can
Trying to stay holy and
But that evil in his eyes let me know nigga
Too bogus that be my 4 murder

I'ma survive streets another day
I know the pain in my heart go away
These try to murder me
And won't hurt my family that's what he gotta die

knows I was hurt from a judge from the start
How I'ma hide love from this mark, this made my homie
Die in my arms had to put a slug in his
Mother that stuff it was just a grudge on his part

My boy was young and took his dreams and wishes
Try to do but my attitude like blast them bitches
Drowning all my sorrows in bottles of
And a quarter of dro want a rap I'm 'bout to snap

come the big pay back looking up on the dresser
For the and gray strap I'm crying and shit, I was hurt so bad
I felt I had to go him even if a slug hit him, I was still hurt
to aim at myself and die with him can't control them pains

Now it's time to throw them visions of the stud don't stay
Empty the clip of am out ambulance come around
By the time the hypes taking of his
I know it sound cold but bullet put a hole in my soul

Never shorties stole he was only 17 years old
And at the funeral I got to his mama's tears roll
And I know he used to
Sometimes carry a 9 but you took away sunshine

No more reminiscing on the fun times
And coming at bitches with lines
But this nigga going to want mine for the pain
I'ma handle funk and dismantle this junk

all that in all black and then pumped
To run up on this nigga tip up on him jump
to kill armed with a fist full of steel
Eyes gleam with the

Never I'd be facing to 2 mothers
In front of a prosecuting team and a
How did one turn into 2 revenge
Had me shooting hate

I stop in the mist of the action
Is when that little girl got
All because of my motive 4

Now I know you the judge of life and
I ain't evil or
But somebody done me pain and sorrow
So I'ma to kill something

Let me count the ways I can repent
Trying to stay and focused
But that in his eyes let me know that nigga
Too bogus that be my 4 murder

I'ma survive these streets day
I know the pain in my heart go away
These try to murder me
And won't hurt my family that's what he gotta die