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

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

Daystar,
I know you hear me you
Daystar, this door
You what, I'm done, I'm done
I'm so of your disrespect, I don't know what the fuck to do
I'm tired, you don't cook, you don't
You don't do
All I ever you to do was go get a job
You even 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 to tell me
That you think that street gon' pay off for you?
Boy please,
I'm just waiting to get the phone for them to tell me to come down and identify your body.
It ain't gon' last. And this stuff. Nigga go get a job.
That's 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 want you to get shit and get the fuck out.
I'm done with your ass. Get your shit, get the out.
I'm done, get the out

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

Hop in another one
Get back in one nigga
Dip back in one nigga, woah
Hop in one nigga
We back another one nigga
back in another 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
Then hop out one nigga
Dip back in another one nigga,
Hop in one nigga
We back with one nigga
Then in another one nigga, woah

My wrist is froze like Kristi
Skating on them, Yamaguchi
We watch a nigga talkin' at us
on them, Kristi Yamaguchi
You love the sound, uh, 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 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, killers and
All my niggas was plugs, all my bitches was
Left me out when I was make it deal what it does
Can't forget about a drop when they put 6 in my
thing I gotta do is get my Mom out the mud
Only thing I gotta do is get it and blowin'
thing I gotta do is hit my wrist with the soda
Niggas thought it was over, but bitch I live by the
I you

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

It's a chance I won't fuck with you niggas
It's a 7-30 chance I might fuck up digits
In the bottom where niggas they ain't fuck with you nigga
Now up and they feel like they should be up with you nigga
I remember nights when I was starving and hungry and and bummy
And for-sick 'cause my car wasn't running and
all I want is a onion
The game was callin' me audibly like confronted, but no
never gave a nigga nothing
Fuck I look like niggas something?
Made this week, that's on my dead mama
Spend a hundred seventeen and I 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, that's a goal, we 'bout to blow this

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

It's the 2009 and I done found myself a crib
I ain't got no dough, but I done found myself a
Dollars and success is what my niggas get
Young as but fake ID gon' get me in the VIP
I done fuck school, fuck the teachers and the public
I rather count this money the thuggers and the junkies
The teachers used to tell me "boy you 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 RV, and went and copped him a Ghost
the windshield, the centerfold on the door
Ten below on you hoes, getting dough on you
Getting dough on fours, getting money and shows
These checks are looking silly, I'm getting funny on
how I'm stuntin' and somethin' flooded in stone
Put them on hold, put them runners on go
the bag

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