Luyện nghe bài hát Blood On The Wall

How many fell victim to the streets?
Rest in peace y'all nigga, is heaven for a G
I'd be a liar if I you I that never thought of death
My nigga, we the last left

How many nigga's fell victim to the
Rest in peace nigga, this is heaven for a
I'd be a if I told you I that never thought of death
My nigga, we the ones left but life goes on

And I ain't gonna 'til a nigga see blood on the wall

Maybe it started the rims on the whip
I lost a Hummer the Benz through the strip
I'll swim with the fish I lend nigga's shit
'Cause they ain't worth the phlegm that I spit

That's why sometimes I think the end's comin'
My old ass shot twins out his dick
So if they so to come up without an older brother
Won't be alone 'cause up at least they'll have each other

At least they'll have one another 'cause life's a
But while I'm here, my job is not to see 'em suffer
dope boys shootouts, stickups and under covers
The world is full of suckers but don't worry I'm your

Buffer, like I been for BJ
But he listened to nothin' we say
It was past twelve midnight on a weekday
Not twenty hours past his release date

This nigga hit him up four
One hit the heart and hit my heart
Called his pops, nigga's the phone up
So he find his son lyin' in his own blood

On that block that we ran
we grew up in corner we would post on
Shot dead in front of nigga's we be with
So how the nobody see shit

And so I'm to be a brother to his brother lucky
'Cause in the belly of the I know this shit get ugly
Get on my and have a convo with the Lord above me
Maybe sometimes I hear it wrong and think he's sayin' me

Only he can judge me careless what they think me
'Cause honestly I'd be aight if no one ever me
I write I fear Joe in blood smeared slow on my brain
By my

And I ain't stop 'til a nigga see blood on the wall

All I tried do is the bar
See my weeks is scabbed up, days are
Still I love to see a motherfucker from far
More talk bout me the more I pray for y'all
I mean I don't get how gon' acknowledge me

When the nigga bout as big as an
For him to possibly think he as hot as me
It's far from a prophecy, it's more a mockery
Used to be hip hop to me you bombarded me
With everythin' ass sodomy, it's gotta be drugs

Four fifths and snubs what's that
Nigga, you cant lift the guns that you 'bout
Real talk I can't front on your old
Now you just old as shit, now old and

of holdin' my dick, here's a better way
Never me, worry 'bout your medicate
Shits so unfair, nigga beefs carried your ass whole career
Wanna blog? Here's a reason how the murda music
Anybody ever dissed this nigga is still

Jay Z, Saigon, Nas peeled him
Tupac, he ain't but you ain't kill him
signs the bum only 'cause where he was from
Put his stamp on a and still nobody feels him

Not a murderer or robber
Washed up nineties nigga now a gangsta
Me that underground flow like the pound blow
Your old, not even worth a download

I would have nigga's hunt you a hounds nose
Problem is you pussy the whole town
So why let the body count
For some out nigga now starrin' in the clown show

And I ain't stop 'til a nigga see blood on the wall