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?
When all I say is you's a bitch, yeah, I'm talkin' to you nigga
You no killa, on the rizilla, so High Beam my nigga, get with 'em

When I look that fool in his face and tell him a lie
Everybody want a cure but wanna die
Put the in my face, I might take a try
Money motivated that that threw up my sign

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

(These they wanna try me)


(But these don't wanna die)

(Now them boys to the Chi)

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

Legit Ballaz is the clique I bread with, niggaz I bust lead with
In the midst of confrontation, high-speed
Bend 'em and bust 'em and stick 'em, I'm runnin' from the shit
is the New Testament, uh-huh we never dead bitch, no

When I look 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 take a try
Money motivated that nigga that threw up my

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

(These boys wanna try me)


(But these don't wanna die)

(Now bring them to the Chi)

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

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

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

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

When I look that fool in his face and him he's a lie
Everybody want a but nobody wanna die
Put the in my face, I might take a try
Money that nigga that threw up my sign

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

(These they wanna try me)


(But these boys wanna die)

(Now them boys to the Chi)

Trapped up in this wild life, thinkin' to
Askin' the Lord for and thankin' 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, off green
Fuckin' up lyrically with the Beam
Got you and yo' boys losin' yo' breath like
Never a Legit Balla when on the scene

Ooh, wee I rip shit like
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 with some that make you shake and shiver as I deliver
from the 4-0
No, no