Luyện nghe bài hát 1nce Upon a Time

1nce upon a time in a crack
A was chopping up a key
It was drought season and was fiending
So they had to and buy their dope from me

It all started back in the house
When I was counting up some dope and mail
Now beaucoup pagers for
But I ain't have no more fucking

I has to get me more
But all the dope is stupid, move slow
Black Adam, we gonna go down in Texas
You know that's I get my dope at

Taz was sweating harder
So I took that ride to Georgia
But just remember that I was sitting on that
And that half that I got in Florida

I had a but I chopped it up
And I put it to rocks
when I make my come up
I hit my fucking

Fiends was fucking sweating
Now get out da
I chop dimes to
Fuckers wanna see me chop some

10's grow to 20's, 20's grow to
We need some yale, holla at your
Or just and get me

Dear God, can you me?
My love for money's kill me
Got me selling to the children
And it's a shame because I love how I'm

out the window, tryin' to cope with a run of that indo
Paranoid as the fuck while I'm down this kilo
Like money to be made, ain't had dope in four days
As the fiends knock, I keep off the block 'til mister gets

phat packs when I first react
It's like that, pay man in
Throwing block of dope
Trynna make my back

Front you something bitch, front me some
But if you ain't got no G's, shit nigga, I holler
way down in the Bayou swamps
When niggas quick to get with some

This as the fucker come up
So the thang I need is a begging motherfucker
strapped up whenever, if you will get tapped up
The dope gang,

I for it, nigga quick to kill for it
10 G's today, 'bout to get up and outie
Shit, I got it