Luyện nghe bài hát Granny Crib

Came a long way to a crib
I had roaches out my granny
Jumped into the streets on
Police me up they better not ask me shit
I don't want no Quads I want Actavis
I bet that nigga won't again
Remember I had 2 for 10s
Put me on support you better not ask for shit
On my dead
I remember up and seeing a dead body
And I can't go back on my word that's on my dead
Don't come to my 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 police he might be fed
That's on my dead

You ain't never been in a with yo' homie he ain't shoot back
Niggas don't try me when I'm by myself I'm too strapped
Always tryin' to fix some where its loose at
Couldn't get to eat where I'm at I sold loose squares
Tryin' tell my judge my like who cares
explain the love I got in for Dahmir (for my son)
Don't come outside when it's war I you scared
Wasn't in my life I my kids you dead

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

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

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

text my babes
They be me crazy
My three sons
my daughters ladies
Turn thous to millions
Goin broke it
I be on my
101
Don't fuck wit no niggas
My I adjusted wit it
I snake you to get it
Don want die I my distance
why I keep my pistol
Had since we was little
guns from being bullied
Cap guns to em fillies

My teacher tried to me
I need birds like whooptees
My bitch I her pussy
For thousand book me
They tryna book me
Smoke a pound of
A designer
I done survived the
survive the struggle
Forever got ride wit

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

Came a long way to a crib
I had roaches out my crib
Jumped into the streets on
Police snatched me up they not ask me shit
I don't no Quad I want some Actavis
I bet nigga won't lack again
Remember I had 2 for 10s
Put me on child you better not ask for shit
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 ova my dead body

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