Luyện nghe bài hát 1nce Upon a Time

1nce a time in a crack house
A nigga was up a key
It was drought and everybody was fiending
So they had to come and buy their from me

It all started back in the crack
When I was up some dope and some mail
Now pagers for sale
But I ain't no more fucking yail

I has to get me some
But all the is stupid, move kinda slow
Black Adam, we gonna go bust in Texas
You know where I get my dope at

Taz was sweating kinda
So I took plane ride to Georgia
But just remember that I was sitting on that
And that half that I got down in

I had a bird but I it up
And I put it down to
That's I make my come up
I hit my fucking

Fiends was fucking sweating
Now get out da
I chop to nickels
wanna see me chop some more

10's to 20's, 20's grow to 50's
We need yale, holla at your nigga
Or come and get me

God, can you hear me?
My love for money's gonna me
Got me selling crack to the
And it's a shame I love how I'm living

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

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

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

hard as the fucker come up
So the thang I need is a begging motherfucker
Stay strapped up whenever, if you will get up
The gang, fuck

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