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 believe it
But it, thats why I'm the ghost
I'm about to up
Listen, one day I fell and my knife woke me up
He
Your gun is in the closet
Talkin bout I get the action he about to soak me up
So I to the closet said "Hammer what's wrong with you?"
You ain't busting me off, it's like I don't to you
I said I just beat a daddy
And I'm trying to take it easy cause I gotta move this daddy
Then the hammer
Man listen, used the twice in a row
Tell me if the plan
Cause we used to get around
We used to put niggas together, tell me if it's now or never
I said hammer take it easy
Cause I got niggas to kill and I would never do you greasy
And all you gotta do is a while
And then the hammer said "cool" 'cause you 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 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 said to me
I hawk niggas down, bust
And he get red for me
Knife you my nigga but me alone
I got to to my man Haze to get in the zone
I "Haze what the hell is up?"
He
You know how we do, you that we crew
So the vanilla dutch
something up
Thinking about killing rapper in the game
And something up
My said to me
You need to calm when the rage come to you
'Fore a or a cage or a gauge come to you
But you give a fuck
So just open up book and let your page come to you
though I'm humble and noble
I give a fuck
You tryin to hear me I'ma shoot through your mobile
funny, I'll stalk you
Hold up my niggas, it aint a convo 'less your money talking

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

My money to me
It said shit that if it wasn't for his ass wouldn't 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 lawyer and
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 reason why the jumping
Let a nigga try to stop something, pop something
And I'm the reason why you or die
a lot of me by your side, shoot niggas in the eye
I money 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, dirty and cause I heard my car yelling

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