Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody Believes Me

Ahh narrator, the Ghost, ha ha ha ha ha
This is a true story and gentlemen
You might not it though
But fuck it, why I'm the ghost
I'm to open up
Listen, one day I fell and my knife woke me up
He
Your gun is in the closet
bout I get the most action he about to soak me up
So I went to the closet "Hammer what's wrong with you?"
You ain't me off, it's like I don't belong to you
I said I beat a case daddy
And I'm trying to take it easy cause I gotta move this weight
Then the hammer
Man listen, used the twice in a row
Tell me if the plan
we used to get around together
We used to put niggas down together, tell me if it's now or
I said hammer it easy baby
Cause I got niggas to kill and I would never do you greasy
And all you gotta do is chill a
And then the hammer said "cool" 'cause you know I feel you Styles

I got a story to tell, my talk to me
But believe that my knife talk to me
I got a to tell, my hammer talk to me
But believe that my hammer talk to me
I got a to tell, my haze talk to me
But believe that my haze talk to me
I got a to tell, my money talk to me
But nobody that my money talk to me

My knife to me
I hawk niggas down, bust
And he get red for me
Knife you my nigga but leave me
I got to to my man Haze to get in the zone
I said "Haze the hell is up?"
He
You know how we do, you know we crew
So where's the dutch
something up
Thinking about killing every in the game
And holding up
My haze to me
You need to calm down when the rage to you
'Fore a grave or a or a gauge come to you
But you don't give a
So open up your book and let your page come to you
Even I'm humble and noble
I don't give a
You ain't tryin to hear me I'ma shoot your mobile
funny, I'll stalk you
Hold up my niggas, it aint a convo 'less your start talking

I got a to tell, my knife talk to me
But nobody believe that my talk to me
I got a to tell, my hammer talk to me
But nobody believe that my talk to me
I got a story to tell, my haze to me
But nobody believe that my haze to me
I got a to tell, my money talk to me
But nobody believe that my money to me

My spoke to me
It said shit if it wasn't for his ass there wouldn't be no hope for me
Money ain't everything, and he laughed at me
And the hammer oughta blast at me
He said I got you out of jail, paid for the and bail
Take a at the cars and the crib
I keep the clothes on your back, food in your
Even paid for the birds when you niggas south
Shit, I'm the why the block jumping
Let a try to stop something, D-Block'll pop something
And I'm the why you ride or die
Keep a lot of me by your side, shoot in the eye
I said you the root of evil
How they print "In God We Trust" knowing what you do to
But I'm a hard
So I grabbed two stacks, and bloody cause I heard my car yelling

I got a to tell, my knife talk to me
But nobody believe that my knife to me
I got a to tell, my hammer talk to me
But believe that my hammer talk to me
I got a to tell, my haze talk to me
But nobody believe my haze talk to me
I got a story to tell, my money to me
But nobody believe that my money to me