Luyện nghe bài hát Granny Crib

Came a long way to a crib
I had roaches out my crib
into the streets on accident
Police snatched me up they not ask me shit
I want no Quads I want some Actavis
I bet that nigga 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 back on my word that's on my body
come to my funeral crying ova my dead body
And I ain't gon' you out I'm talking 'bout everybody
I remember selling weed some Ed Hardy's
My homie he the he might be fed probably
That's on my dead

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

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

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

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

Imma my babes
be drivin' me crazy
My three crazy
Make my ladies
Turn these to millions
Goin broke it
I be on my
101
Don't fuck wit no sucker
My I adjusted wit it
I snake you to get it
Don want die I keep my
Wonder why I keep my
Had fame since we was
Kept guns from bullied
Cap guns to em fillies

My tried to push me
I need them like whooptees
My bitch I love her
For thirty book me
They steady book me
Smoke a of cookie
A junkie
I done survived the
Imma survive the
got ride wit muscle

These ain't right act like they me
Homicide, if a nigga touch me
Facts, oh
Shame on you mean a shame on me
Got fame on you thats fame for me
If you get 100 yea, that the for me
I'll forgive you for what you did explain to me

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

And I ain't gon' pick you out I'm 'bout everybody
I remember selling weed inside some Ed
My homie he the police he be fed probably
That's on my dead