Luyện nghe bài hát Granny Crib

Came a way to a mansion crib
I had out my granny crib
Jumped the streets on accident
Police snatched me up they better not ask me
I don't want no Quads I want Actavis
I bet that nigga won't lack
I had them 2 for 10s
Put me on child support you 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 to my funeral crying ova my dead body
And I ain't gon' you out I'm talking 'bout everybody
I selling weed inside some Ed Hardy's
My homie he the he might be fed probably
on my dead body

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

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

When that Bentley pouting, like these gators
I don't cry at wakings, I'ma later
You gon' believe me now, you believe me later
You ain't bleeding now, you gon' bleed
We don't buy 5s 7s, nigga we '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 crib
Jumped into the streets on
snatched me up they better not ask me shit
I don't want no Quads I want Actavis
I bet that nigga lack 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 on my dead body
come to my funeral crying ova my dead body
And I ain't gon' pick you out I'm talking 'bout
I remember selling weed some Ed Hardy's
My homie he the police he might be fed
on my dead body

Imma my babes
be drivin' me crazy
My three sons
Make my daughters
these thous to millions
Goin prevent it
I be on my
101
Don't wit no sucker niggas
My I adjusted wit it
I snake you to get it
Don want die I keep my
Wonder why I keep my
Had since we was little
guns from being bullied
Cap guns to keep em

My teacher tried to me
I need them birds like
My I love her pussy
For thousand book me
They steady tryna me
Smoke a of cookie
A junkie
I survived the jungle
Imma the struggle
got ride wit muscle

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

a long way to a mansion crib
I had roaches out my granny
Jumped into the on accident
Police snatched me up they not ask me shit
I don't no Quad I want some Actavis
I bet that nigga lack again
I had them 2 for 10s
Put me on support you better not ask for shit
On my body
I wakin' 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 funeral crying ova my body

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