Luyện nghe bài hát Motive 4 Murder

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

I did 4 and a half a
And a nigga was dying
I'm finally in the world
And hard but I'm still trying

Not to and risk my freedom
trying to ball
While for this pussy ass job
To and it ain't hopping

Got me tipping to hear them
Popping cash dropping
With plenty of for recopping
knocking it's what I'm on

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

So back to pistols and cane
Plotting on licks hitting
The mob life through my veins
It's too for me to change

These streets got me
up and paranoid
Ready to add on
I can and can't plus big voices getting hot

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

every last breath
But I ain't going
It's or death
That be my motive 4

Now I know you the judge of and death
I ain't or nothing
But somebody done brought me and sorrow
So I'ma have to kill

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

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

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

'Cause in the belly of the best
Is equal to poverty's pit
Where bitch niggas trick and
beat you out of everything you get

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

Anywhere they shit riding slick
With a thick chick your dick
Even if it means fighting niggas
In cases as long as ones thick

'Cause I when I get hit
I go in a crucial rage a flick
Turn straight lunatic making all bitches
hear their final tick

But don't mean my minds sick
Just I'm motivated by a lot of cheese
When trees by the P's and fuckin'
Fee's and 3's ease

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

Bullshit ain't I'm trying to get this first mil in the bank
And drive a bullet-proof tank
So the next haters who try to air me out up blank

And have to sacrifice your life
With a wrath that's stronger than
And forces of life know to do
Damage to eyesight

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

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

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

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

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

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

Here 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 kill him even if a slug hit him, I was hurt
Enough to aim at myself and die with him control them pains

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

shorties years stole he was only 17 years old
And at the funeral I got to his mama's tears roll
And I he used to wild
carry a 9 but you took away your sunshine

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

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

Never thought I'd be facing to 2
In front of a prosecuting and a jury
How did one murder turn into 2
Had me shooting hate

I couldn't stop in the of the action
Is that little girl got shot
All because of my 4 murder

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

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

I'ma these streets another day
I know the pain in my heart won't go
These motherfuckers try to me
And won't nobody my family that's what he gotta die