Luyện nghe bài hát I Told You/Another One

American raised, born
My name is Peterston
One day I'mma be the biggest artist in the world
As for now though, the year is 2008
I'm 16 years old, this is where my begins

Daystar,
I know you me calling you
Daystar, this door
You what, I'm done, I'm done
I'm so sick of disrespect, I don't know what the fuck to do
I'm tired, you don't cook, you clean
You do shit
All I asked you to do was go get a job
You won't go get a job
But you find yourself in the street hustling
Thinking that shit gonna pay off, it gon' pay off
It does not last, you gonna find dead
Real, oh okay, so you to tell me
That you think that street life gon' pay off for
Boy please,
I'm just waiting to get the phone call for them to tell me to come down and your body.
It ain't gon' last. And this stuff. Nigga go get a job.
That's what you need. You a job, I'm done.
I'm sorry you lost your mom, but I can't this shit no more.
I want you to get your and get the fuck out.
I'm done with ass. Get your shit, get the fuck out.
I'm done, get the out

It's the 2008, I'm getting kicked up out the crib
of contemplating where the fuck I'm bouta live
Mama died the same my sister had the kid
It was either feed the fam or get
So a nigga said fuck it, 5 of us up for one room
straight buggin'
Roaches on the ceiling, room straight thuggin'
Should've been left but the trap bunkin'
Nigga yeah
Big time, big
Ring so swole you would think it did
I told you niggas for the 5th time
I'mma get mine,
I got a so big, call the shit big time
She don't wanna me, man that bitch lyin'
been on the get a billion dollar, rich grind
In the studio, I'm skating a inline
I went Kristi Yamaguchi with the dough
Teachers called me stupid, now I'm stupid with the
Stupid with the game, stupid bankroll
Stupid ass nigga, getting paid shows
I've been on the
Now a nigga know my way around, yeah
Big time, cuban weigh me down, yeah yeah
Flying private, I can turn the around, yeah yeah
These niggas that we stayed around, yeah yeah

Hop in another one
Get back in another one
Dip back in one nigga, woah
Hop in one nigga
We back with one nigga
back in another one nigga, woah
I told, I you all
I how I'mma get mine
I told, I you all
I know, I
Hop in one nigga
Then hop out one nigga
Dip in another one nigga, woah
Hop in another one
We back with one nigga
Then back in one nigga, woah

My wrist is like Kristi Yamaguchi
on them, Kristi Yamaguchi
We watch a nigga talkin' at us
Skating on them, Kristi
You love the sound, uh, fuck around, uh
458, I it in the winter
Big homie asked a nigga I'm down for
Looked him in the eye and to do it 'til I'm bigger than you
I'm wop his ass on him
Kicked out the house in had a nigga trappin' out in Danforth
the TTC to get the figures, just me my lil nigga
Ain't had no wit us
Was the thugs, dealers, plugs, killers and slugs
All my niggas was plugs, all my was dubs
Left me out I was tryna make it deal what it does
Can't forget about a when they put 6 in my plug
Only I gotta do is get my Mom out the mud
Only thing I gotta do is get it and blowin'
Only thing I gotta do is hit my wrist with the
Niggas it was over, but bitch I live by the slogan
I you

Hop in one nigga
Get back in another one
Dip back in another one nigga,
Hop in another one
We with another one nigga
Came back in another one nigga,
I told, I you all
I know how get mine
I told, I you all
I know, I

a 7-30 chance I won't fuck with you niggas
It's a 7-30 I might fuck up them digits
In the bottom where them niggas they ain't fuck with you
Now you're up and they feel like should be up with you nigga
I remember nights when I was starving and hungry and ballin' and
And for-sick 'cause my car wasn't and woah
all I want is a onion
The game was callin' me like someone confronted, but no
never gave a nigga nothing
Fuck I look like giving niggas
Made this week, that's on my dead mama
Spend a hundred seventeen and I ain't even it
Dawg I swear my coat is nice and wasn't snowing
Mama told me since a youngin' I be a soldier
Played the watch out on the block you to see me scopin'
Respect the shooters, a youngin' goal, we 'bout to blow this

Hop in another one
hop out another one nigga
Dip back in another one nigga,
Hop in one nigga
We back with one nigga
Dip back in one nigga, woah
I told, I you all
I know how I'mma get
I told, I you all
I know, I

It's the year and I done found myself a crib
I got no dough, but I done found myself a bitch
Dollars and success is what my tryna get
as fuck but fake ID gon' get me in the VIP
I done said fuck school, fuck the teachers and the
I rather count this money the thuggers and the junkies
The teachers to tell me "boy you ain't gon' 'mount to nothing"
The only I felt was from the dealers and the hustlas
We do the most, so tell them niggas go boast
Seen my nigga RV, and went and him a Ghost
Through the windshield, the centerfold on the
Ten on you hoes, getting dough on you foes
Getting dough on these fours, getting and shows
checks are looking silly, I'm getting funny on hoes
Funny how I'm and somethin' flooded in stone
Put hunnids on hold, put them runners on go
the bag

I was up, I had nowhere to go
I had moved in with my girl, you know she kept it than a lot of my niggas
She much but she was mine
The guns and the