Luyện nghe bài hát Only Time Will Tell

P]

(Only time will tell
when we die go to heaven or nigga)(4X)

When i die don't wanna go to hell though
I out here hustling trying to get dough
Got da in my vein won't change
little homies on the know my name
its the to tha R-P
A young nigga tryin live in these streets
would I die, would I roll, would i young,
would a get paid be the out come
its strictly for the G's so a ball
thankin mama goddamn let your baby fall
i'm out here to make me a little change
stuck in muthafuckin dope game
would i lose tryin to my fuckin shoes
would a young see P on the news
I done seen rappers get their fuckin cap
say its damn what a bad deal
so the get hectic so i wanna cheat
grab my gat kill off my
I'd do fair time but fuck that
I'd rather sleep, split a wig with my gat
'cause I goin less I take two niggas wit me
niggas want P better come and get me
I ain't to find it ain't a rhyme
its either be your soul or mine

(Only time will nigga
when we die go to heaven or nigga)(4X)

Die to make covers of magazines
I'd rather be unknown dead and famous with green
The hearse roll through da ghetto streets
I the sign of da cross, glad it ain't me
Not fearing death, not ready yet
two to my brother, may his soul rest
retaliation is a fool (huh)
some niggas don't by no fucking rules
in game get so deep so we gotta ride
Mama don't trip, even cry
when its my to go then I gotta leave
but I'm here I'm gonna drink henicy and smoke weed
is there a heaven for a niggas callin
trying figure out if they up ballin
My niggas getting paid left da earth
goddamn six now he's in da dirt
bells rangin hoes sangin
my up there for gang bangin
dope, pushin cocalies
got me stressin down on my
its a risky life wit a fast
but where soliders go when they get away

(Only time tell nigga
when we die go to heaven or nigga)(4X)

of Funk]

I seen angels crying so many soldiers
Tell me when will it end will I get to
will I see my friends or will i go to
only will tell

Head first in this world my eyes impeel
unaware that these on tha streets is real
will i survive or will the streets shake me
will them niggas me before the lord take me out
this son of a bitch I never want it asked to come
trapped in a double face not a to run
get the gun and buck it let'em know I ain't the one to wit
I stuck with rough shit
screaming tell god to make space them killed my ace
and now they tryin make waste of my
but I'm strapped up and only full of hatred
i couldn't be the next rapper with waste
cemetary gates all black suits and
family tears and flowers no more shows and
after parties come to a cease
young caught one slug rest in peace

(Ughhhhh)
(Only will tell nigga
when we die go to or hell nigga)