Luyện nghe bài hát Based on a True Story

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

Sire, I got a problem, I holla
"Holla nigga", I keep sirens
In my sleep, I'm flashbacks
A guilty naw, "Why ya ask that?"
It's like this a tried to cross me
I made him pay and now the calls me
But I ain't 'cuz I'm rolling with the Lord G
And now I lay my soul to

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

I'm stone black, but who turned the out?
Holy sire, is it I might die?
My blood's low, my 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 everybody
Hold up wait, these covers off my damn face
Looking like it's be a long day

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

Lower the casket, ashes to ashes, dust to