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 me up they better not ask me shit
I don't no Quads I want some Actavis
I bet that nigga 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 body
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 talking everybody
I remember selling weed inside some Ed
My homie he the police he be fed probably
on my dead body

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

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

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

Came a long way to a mansion
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 I want some Actavis
I bet that nigga won't lack
I had them 2 for 10s
Put me on child support you better not ask for
On my dead
I remember wakin' up and a dead body
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' pick you out I'm talking 'bout
I remember selling inside some Ed Hardy's
My homie he the police he be fed probably
on my dead body

Imma text my
be drivin' me crazy
My three crazy
Make my daughters
Turn these to millions
Goin prevent it
I be on my
101
Don't fuck wit no sucker
My I adjusted wit it
I you just to get it
Don die I keep my distance
Wonder why I keep my
Had since we was little
Kept from being bullied
Cap to keep em fillies

My teacher to push me
I need them birds like
My bitch I love her
For thirty book me
They tryna book me
Smoke a pound of
A junkie
I survived the jungle
Imma survive the
Forever got ride wit

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

Came a long way to a mansion
I had out my granny crib
Jumped into the streets on
Police snatched me up they not ask me shit
I don't want no Quad I some Actavis
I bet that nigga won't lack
Remember I had 2 for 10s
Put me on child support you better not ask for
On my dead
I wakin' 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 pick you out I'm talking 'bout everybody
I remember selling inside some Ed Hardy's
My homie he the police he might be fed
That's on my dead