Luyện nghe bài hát Motive for Murder

*liffy
The stress of everyday living is corrupting my soul
Im 2 out the joint on papers walking with 3 years parole
I did 4 and a half a slab and shit a nigga was
I'm finally back in the world and it's hard but I'm still
Not to fall and risk my freedom trying to ball
waiting for this pussy ass job to call
And it hopping
Got me tipping to hear things popping
bags dropping
With plenty of for recopping oppurtunity knocking
Its I'm on
I cry when I'm at cause I'm alone
24 years and grown with a unknown
My heart was from the pain of being back in the game
But I'd rather die getting my hussle on and live like a
So back to pistols and cane
Plotting on licks stains
The mob life runs my veins
Its too for me to change
These got me deranged
up and paranoid
Ready to add on situations I can and avoid
Plus big getting hot
constantly sneaking on blocks
They trying to me in unconscious
But them got popped
Now got me on the run
Cherishing every breath
But I going back
Its freedom or
That be my motive for

*liffy
Now I know you the of life and death
I ain't or nothing
But somebody done me pain and sorrow
So i'ma have to kill
Let me the ways that I can repent
Trying to stay holy and
But evil in his eyes let me know that nigga too bogus
That be my for murder

I'ma survive these another day
I know the pain in my heart go away
mother fuckers try to murder me
And nobdy hurt my family
Thats what he die

9 times out of 10 you can find mays to hit a better lick
If it ain't coming up the dopest shit
Then I'm trying to cop the thickest
Cause life in the belly of the
Is to povertys bottomless pit
bitch niggas trick
And thirsty mother fuckers you out of everything you get
But it like everybodys trying to make some type of come up quick
Before it's too to get straight
And the most I make is final
they shit like riding slick
With a thick chick slobbing dick
Even if it means fighting these niggas in
As long as ones thick
Cause I swear I get hit
I go in a crucial rage like a
straight lunatic
Making all bitches niggas hear their final tick
But don't mean my minds sick
Just I'm motivated by a lot of cheese
When by the p's
And fuckin fine and 3's with ease
For sho the skilled
Within in the mask up for it
I'll whoop a fiend a crushed grill
I'll bet his dumb ass'll stil it
Bullshit nothing
I'm to get this first mil in the bank
And drive a hummer tank
So the haters who try to air me out come up blank
And have to sacrifice your life
With a wrath thats stronger christ
And forces of life thats know to do damage to human
I guess it's
Moneys the route of all
Cause crooked or
Its all by the eagle
And be my motive for

Lord knows I was hurt from a judge the start
How hide love from this mark
This nigga made my homie die in my
Had to put a in his heart
fuck that stuff
It was just a on his part
My boy was young and
his dreams and wishes
Try to do but my attitude like blast them bitches
Drowning all my sorrows in of yack
And a quarter of dro want a rap
I'm bout to
Here come the big pay
Looking up on the for the black and gray strap
I'm crying and
I was hurt so bad I felt I had to go him
Even if a hit him
I was still hurt to aim at myself and die with him
Can't control pains
Now it's time to throw thangs
Visions of the stud don't
Empty the clip of am out
Ambulance come
By the the hypes
Taking of his
I know it sound
But bullet put a hole in my soul
? never years stole?
He was only 17 old
And at the funeral I got to watch his mama's roll
And I know he used to sometimes
Carry a 9 but you took your sunshine
No reminising on the fun times
Balling and coming at bitches with lines
But this nigga ain't to want mine
For the pain i'ma handle funk and dismantle this junk
Fuck all
In all black and pumped
To run up on this
Tip up on him jump
to kill armed with a fist full of steel
Eyes with the fury
Never thought I'd be to 2 mothers
In of a prosecuting team and a jury
How did one murder into 2
Revenge had me shooting hate
I stop
In the of the action
Is when little ? got shot
All because of my for murder