Luyện nghe bài hát Based on a True Story

Man, this don't remind y'all of Hollywood man
Damn, I miss my man
That was gay how a nigga got killed dawg
Man, I wonder what he was thinking man
My nigga, I know what he was thinking dawg, I been there
I got word of me
My nigga I know exactly he was thinking, my nigga

Sire, I got a problem, I wanna
"Holla nigga", I keep sirens
In my sleep, I'm flashbacks
A guilty naw, "Why ya ask that?"
like this a nigga tried to cross me
I made him pay and now the devil me
But I going 'cuz I'm rolling with the Lord G
And now I lay my to sleep

Ah pow, keep hearing
Bullets flying, seem like they won't
A for help, but momma can't hear me
me, damn this nigga, trying to kill me
I'm bleeding bad, this started bustin' caps
I feel cold, boy, them paramedics at?
The first stop is care
I'm seeing tripletts, blood flying where

I'm stone black, but who the lights out?
sire, is it true I might die?
My low, my heart's beating too slow
I'm on the but I can't let go
Is this the end, I would stop
Talk to me, why is leaving?
Hold up wait, these covers off my damn face
Looking like gonna be a long day

time is it? What's the days date?
What the crowd, oh, why these long faces?
I'm kissed but why on my forehead?
Pretty flowers, don't me that a nigga dead fuck
Oh my, why all a sudden me, fuck it, I be free
Free to fly with the birds and now the sad
Past the dust, the last words I heard

Lower the casket, ashes to ashes, dust to