Luyện nghe bài hát Only Time Will Tell

P]

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

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

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

Niggas Die to covers of magazines
I'd rather be then dead and famous with green
The black roll through da ghetto streets
I made the of da cross, glad it ain't me
Not death, just not ready yet
two stones to my brother, may his rest
is a must fool (huh)
some niggas don't play by no rules
in game get so deep so we gotta ride
Mama don't trip, don't cry
when its my time to go then I leave
but while I'm here I'm drink henicy and smoke weed
is there a heaven for a gansta niggas
trying figure out if they up there
My niggas getting paid left da earth
goddamn six feet now he's in da
church rangin hoes sangin
my nigga's up for gang bangin
dope, pushin cocalies
got me stressin down on my
its a risky wit a fast pace
but where soliders go when get took away

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

of Funk]

I seen angels so many soldiers dying
Tell me will it end will I get to heaven
will I see my or will i go to hell
only will tell

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

(Ughhhhh)
(Only time will nigga
we die go to heaven or hell nigga)