Luyện nghe bài hát Motive 4 Murder

The of everyday living
Is slowly corrupting my
I'm 2 months out the joint on
Walking 3 years parole

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

Not to fall and risk my
Again trying to
While waiting for this ass job
To call and it ain't

Got me to hear them things
Popping cash dropping
With plenty of cane for
Opportunity knocking what I'm on

I cry I'm at home 'cause I'm alone
24 years and grown with a future
My was torn 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 pistols and
Plotting on hitting stains
The mob life through my veins
It's too for me to change

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

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

every last breath
But I going back
freedom or death
That be my motive 4

Now I you the judge of life and death
I evil or nothing
But done brought me pain and sorrow
So I'ma to kill something

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

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

9 out of 10 you can find
May's to hit a better lick
If it ain't coming up with the shit
I'm trying to cop the thickest brick

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

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

Anywhere they shit like riding
With a thick chick your dick
if it means fighting these niggas
In cases as as neither ones thick

'Cause I swear I get hit
I go in a crucial rage like a
straight lunatic making all these bitches
Niggas hear final tick

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

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

Bullshit nothing I'm trying to get this first mil in the bank
And drive a bullet-proof Hummer
So the next haters who try to air me out up blank

And I'ma have to your life
With a that's stronger than Christ
And forces of that's know to do
Damage to eyesight

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

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

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

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

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

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

Here come the big pay back up on the dresser
For the black and gray strap I'm 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 can't them pains

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

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

No more reminiscing on the fun times
And coming at bitches blunt lines
But this nigga ain't going to mine for the pain
handle this funk and dismantle this junk

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

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

I couldn't stop in the mist of the
Is when that little girl got
All of my motive 4 murder

Now I know you the judge of and death
I evil or nothing
But done brought me pain and sorrow
So I'ma have to kill

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

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