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

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

Daystar,
I you hear me calling you
Daystar, this door
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 don't cook, you don't
You do shit
All I ever 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 pay off, it ain't gon' pay off
It does not last, you gonna find dead
Real, oh okay, so you mean to me
That you think that street gon' pay off for you?
Boy please,
I'm waiting to get the phone call for them to tell me to come down and identify your body.
It ain't last. And this music 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 take this shit no more.
I want you to get shit and get the fuck out.
I'm done with your ass. Get shit, get the fuck out.
I'm done, get the out

It's the year 2008, I'm getting kicked up out the
Instead of where the fuck I'm bouta live
Mama the same year my sister had the kid
It was feed the fam or get killed
So a said fuck it, 5 of us puttin' up for one room
Landlord buggin'
Roaches on the ceiling, living room thuggin'
Should've been but the trap stayed bunkin'
Nigga yeah
Big time, big
Ring so you would think it did time
I told you niggas for the 5th time
I'mma get mine,
I got a ring so big, 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 like a
Sorry I Kristi Yamaguchi with the dough
called me stupid, now I'm stupid with the flow
Stupid the whip game, stupid bankroll
Stupid ass nigga, getting stupid paid
I've on the road
Now a nigga my way around, yeah yeah
Big time, cuban weigh me down, yeah yeah
Flying private, I can turn the plane around, yeah
These niggas pissy we stayed around, yeah yeah

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

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

Hop in another one
Get back in one nigga
Dip back in one nigga, woah
Hop in another one
We with another one nigga
Came in another 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
It's a 7-30 chance I might fuck up digits
In the where them niggas they ain't fuck with you nigga
Now you're up and they like they should be up with you nigga
I remember nights I was starving and hungry and ballin' and bummy
And for-sick 'cause my car wasn't and woah
Dawgy all I is a onion
The game was callin' me audibly like confronted, but no
never gave a nigga nothing
Fuck I like giving niggas something?
Made 100K this week, on my dead mama
a hundred seventeen and I ain't even know it
Dawg I swear my coat is nice and wasn't even
told me since a youngin' I would be a soldier
Played the out on the block you used to see me scopin'
Respect the shooters, that's a youngin' goal, we 'bout to this

Hop in one nigga
hop out another one nigga
Dip back in another one nigga,
Hop in one nigga
We with another one nigga
Dip in another 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 2009 and I found myself a crib
I ain't got no dough, but I done found a bitch
Dollars and is what my niggas tryna get
Young as fuck but fake ID get me in the VIP
I done said fuck school, fuck the teachers and the
I rather count money with the thuggers and the junkies
The teachers used to tell me "boy you ain't gon' to nothing"
The only love I felt was from the dealers and the
We gon' do the most, so tell niggas go boast
my nigga RV, and went and copped him a Ghost
Through the windshield, the on the door
Ten on you hoes, getting dough on you foes
dough on these fours, getting money and shows
These checks are looking silly, I'm getting on hoes
Funny how I'm stuntin' and somethin' in stone
Put hunnids on hold, put them runners on go
the bag

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