Luyện nghe bài hát Based on a True Story

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

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

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

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

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

Lower the casket, to ashes, dust to dust