Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody Believes Me

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

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

My knife to me
I hawk down, bust arteries
And he get red for me
you my nigga but leave me alone
I got to talk to my man Haze to get in the
I said "Haze what the is up?"
He
You know how we do, you that we crew
So where's the dutch
Rolling up
about killing every rapper in the game
And holding up
My haze to me
You to calm down when the rage come to you
'Fore a grave or a cage or a gauge to you
But you give a fuck
So open up your book and let your page come to you
though I'm humble and noble
I give a fuck
You ain't tryin to hear me shoot through your mobile
It's funny, stalk you
up my niggas, it aint a convo 'less your money start talking

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

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

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