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 believe it
But fuck it, why I'm the ghost
I'm about to up
Listen, one day I fell asleep and my knife me up
He
Your gun is in the closet
Talkin I get the most action he about to soak me up
So I went to the closet said "Hammer what's with you?"
You ain't busting me off, it's like I belong to you
I said I just a case daddy
And I'm trying to it easy cause I gotta move this weight daddy
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 down together, tell me if it's now or never
I said hammer it easy baby
Cause I got niggas to kill and I would never do you greasy
And all you do is chill a while
And then the hammer said "cool" you know that I feel you Styles

I got a story to tell, my knife to me
But believe that my knife 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 believe that my haze talk to me
I got a to tell, my money talk to me
But believe that my money talk to me

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

I got a story to tell, my knife to me
But nobody believe my knife talk to me
I got a story to tell, my 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 talk to me
I got a to tell, my money 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 wouldn't be no for me
ain't 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 lawyer and
Take a at the cars and the crib
I keep the clothes on back, food in your mouth
Even for the birds when you moved niggas south
Shit, I'm the why the block jumping
Let a nigga try to stop something, 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 money you the root of
How print "In God We Trust" knowing what you do to people
But I'm a felon
So I grabbed two stacks, dirty and bloody I heard my car yelling

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