Luyện nghe bài hát Blunt Ashes

Yo, I want the Hughes and Alex Haley
Got blazed before they told
I'ma get blazed I tell y'all stories

I saw on TV today, this man his son, his son died
So he had him cremated, his ashes
And then made it to a Diamond
Now he watches his son shine
I just thought about that, while I sit ashing in this ash tray, yeah

The makin' of a mad band, intricate stories of DeVante
Ava Gardner, the crashin' of Dean
Bobby Brown by Rick James and it goes
Prince Alexander O'Neal to be Morris Day or Jerome

But Alex was coke in his nose, **** whylin'
Could be a myth but I swear that the was close, Phyllis Hyman
herself, it was crazy, mommy was bad they say
Donny Hathaway freefall a balcony, he swings

As the blunt ash falls into the ash
I could see my whole fly past me
Did I, did I keep it gangsta or keep it
And will the money and out last me?

The blunt's ash down in the ash tray
Will I see my life fly past me?
I'm askin' did I keep it or keep it classy?
Did I? Anything else you wanna know, ask me

Sam trusted with his main lady
He tossin' in the grave, like, 'This is how you repay
A change gon' come, wish you trust me so much
Marvin said, 'No mountain's high enough, fly

Ruffin was punchin' Tammy Terrell, gave her concussions
While the Funk was layin' down the percussions
When Flo from the Surpremes died, Diana Ross
Many people said that she was laughin'

As the ash falls into the ash tray
I could see my life fly past me
Did I, did I it gangsta or keep it classy?
And the money and fame out last me?

The ash falls down in the ash tray
Will I see my whole fly past me?
I'm did I keep it gangsta or keep it classy?
Did I? else you wanna know, just ask me?

F. Kennedy's, enemies dealt with treachery
It me, Judy Campbell in Gucci sandals
what a temptress be, the death of Ennis Cosby, what a mystery
Or the Harold Washington, someone is sabotaging them

Watch out for the
Larry Troutman his brother Roger Troutman
Then he killed himself, the end of Zapp
And I wouldn't change a thing, of the greats
This is what came from their pain from their hurt we
An unfair

As the blunt ash falls into the ash
I see my whole life fly past me
Did I keep it gangsta or keep it
And will the and fame out last me?

The ash falls down in the ash tray
Will I see my life fly past me?
I'm askin' did I keep it or keep it classy?
Anything else you wanna know, ask me?

Wasn't even allowed to go to the
that?, couldn't go to premier to her joint
Man, you know were strong back then man
Blunt from my ash tray, nothin' gon' to past me, yeah, yeah, yeah