Luyện nghe bài hát I Told You / Another One [Explicit]

American raised, Canadian
My is Daystar Peterston
One day I'mma be the artist in the whole world
As for now though, the year is 2008
I'm 16 years old, this is my story begins

Daystar,
I you hear me calling you
Daystar, open this
You what, I'm done, I'm done
I'm so sick of your disrespect, I don't know the fuck to do
I'm tired, you cook, you don't clean
You do shit
All I ever you to do was go get a job
You even go get a job
But you wanna yourself in the street hustling
that shit gonna pay off, it ain't gon' pay off
It does not last, you gonna yourself dead
Real, oh okay, so you mean to me
That you think that street life pay off for you?
Boy please,
I'm just to get the phone call for them to tell me to come down and identify your body.
It ain't gon' last. And music stuff. Nigga go get a job.
what you need. You need a job, I'm done.
I'm sorry you lost your mom, but I can't take shit no more.
I you to get your shit 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 year 2008, I'm getting up out the crib
Instead of contemplating where the fuck I'm bouta
Mama died the year my sister had the kid
It was either the fam or get killed
So a nigga said it, 5 of us puttin' up for one room
straight buggin'
Roaches on the ceiling, living straight thuggin'
Should've been left but the stayed 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 ring so big, call the shit big
She don't wanna fuck me, man bitch lyin'
I've on the get a billion dollar, rich grind
In the studio, I'm like a inline
Sorry I went Kristi with the dough
Teachers called me stupid, now I'm with the flow
with the whip game, stupid bankroll
Stupid ass nigga, getting paid shows
I've been on the
Now a know my way around, yeah yeah
Big time, cuban chain weigh me down, yeah
Flying private, I can turn the plane around, yeah
These niggas pissy that we around, yeah yeah

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

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

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

It's a 7-30 chance I fuck with you niggas
a 7-30 chance I might fuck up them digits
In the bottom where them niggas they ain't fuck you nigga
Now you're up and they feel they should be up with you nigga
I remember nights when I was starving and hungry and ballin' and
And for-sick 'cause my car running and woah
all I want is a onion
The game was me audibly like someone confronted, but no
Niggas never gave a nothing
Fuck I look like giving something?
Made 100K week, that's on my dead mama
a hundred seventeen and I ain't even know it
Dawg I swear my coat is nice and even snowing
Mama told me since a youngin' I would be a
Played the watch out on the block you used to see me
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 another one
We back with another one
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 ain't got no dough, but I found myself a bitch
Dollars and success is my niggas tryna get
Young as but fake ID gon' get me in the VIP
I said fuck school, fuck the teachers and the public
I count this money with the thuggers and the junkies
The used to tell me "boy you ain't gon' 'mount to nothing"
The love I felt was from the dealers and the hustlas
We gon' do the most, so them niggas go boast
Seen my nigga RV, and and copped him a Ghost
the windshield, the centerfold on the door
Ten below on you hoes, dough on you foes
Getting dough on fours, getting money and shows
These checks are looking silly, I'm getting funny on
Funny how I'm stuntin' and flooded in stone
Put them hunnids on hold, put runners on go
the bag

I was up, I had nowhere to go
I had moved in my girl, you know she kept it realer than a lot of my niggas
She wasn't but she was mine
The guns and the