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 what he was about man
My nigga, I know what he was about dawg, I been there
I got word of me
My nigga I exactly what he was thinking, my nigga

Sire, I got a problem, I holla
"Holla nigga", I hearing sirens
In my sleep, I'm flashbacks
A guilty naw, "Why ya ask that?"
It's like this a tried to cross me
I him pay and now the devil calls 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 they stop
A for help, but momma can't hear me
Save me, damn this nigga, to kill me
I'm bleeding bad, nigga started bustin' caps
I feel cold, boy, where paramedics at?
The stop is intensive care
I'm tripletts, blood flying every where

I'm stone black, but who turned the lights
sire, is it true I might die?
My blood's low, my heart's too slow
I'm on the edge but I let go
Is this the end, I would stop
Talk to me, why is leaving?
Hold up wait, take covers off my damn face
like it's gonna be a long day

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

Lower the casket, ashes to ashes, to dust