Luyện nghe bài hát Granny Crib

Came a way to a mansion crib
I had out my granny crib
into the streets on accident
Police snatched me up they not ask me shit
I don't want no Quads I want Actavis
I bet nigga won't lack again
Remember I had 2 for 10s
Put me on child support you better not ask for
On my dead
I remember wakin' up and seeing a dead
And I can't go back on my word that's on my body
Don't to my funeral crying ova my dead body
And I ain't gon' pick you out I'm 'bout everybody
I remember selling weed inside Ed Hardy's
My homie he the police he be fed probably
That's on my body

You ain't never been in a shootout with yo' homie he ain't back
Niggas don't try me when I'm by myself 'cause I'm too
Always tryin' to fix shit where its loose at
Couldn't get none to eat I'm at I sold loose squares
Tryin' tell my judge my story like who
Can't explain the love I got in for (for my son)
Don't come outside it's war I think you scared
Wasn't in my life I my kids you dead

Know some that'll snake their homies for some meds
Know some niggas that don't take care of their in the feds
Know some niggas that took gunshots to the head
No reaction and scream "gang gang" when I'm
Please be greater, please these haters

When that Bentley pouting, like please these
I cry at wakings, I'ma grieve later
You gon' believe me now, you gon' believe me
You ain't bleeding now, you gon' later
We buy 5s 7s, nigga we take 'em
Pereocet eater, I Rex take 'em
And money change ya
I Rex thank you

Came a long way to a crib
I had roaches out my granny
Jumped into the on accident
Police snatched me up better not ask me shit
I don't want no Quads I some Actavis
I bet nigga won't lack again
I had them 2 for 10s
Put me on child support you better not ask for
On my dead
I remember up and seeing a dead body
And I can't go on my word that's on my dead body
Don't come to my funeral crying ova my body
And I ain't gon' pick you out I'm 'bout everybody
I remember selling weed inside Ed Hardy's
My homie he the he might be fed probably
on my dead body

Imma text my
They be me crazy
My three crazy
my daughters ladies
Turn these thous to
Goin broke it
I be on my
101
Don't fuck wit no sucker
My life I wit it
I you just to get it
Don die I keep my distance
Wonder why I keep my
Had fame since we was
Kept guns from being
Cap to keep em fillies

My tried to push me
I need them birds like
My I love her pussy
For thirty book me
steady tryna book me
Smoke a pound of
A designer
I survived the jungle
survive the struggle
Forever got wit muscle

These right act like they love me
Homicide, homicide if a nigga me
Facts, oh
on you mean thats a shame on me
Got on you mean thats fame for me
If you get 100 yea, the same for me
I'll forgive you for what you did just to me

Came a way to a mansion crib
I had roaches out my granny
Jumped the streets on accident
Police snatched me up better not ask me shit
I don't want no Quad I want some
I bet that won't lack again
I had them 2 for 10s
Put me on child support you better not ask for
On my body
I remember wakin' up and seeing a dead
And I can't go back on my word that's on my dead
Don't to my funeral crying ova my dead body

And I ain't gon' you out I'm talking 'bout everybody
I remember weed inside some Ed Hardy's
My homie he the police he might be fed
That's on my body