Luyện nghe bài hát Only Time Will Tell

P]

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

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

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

Niggas Die to make covers of
I'd rather be unknown then dead and with green
The black hearse through da ghetto streets
I made the of da cross, glad it ain't me
Not death, just 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 gansta callin
trying out if they up there ballin
My niggas getting paid left da earth
goddamn six feet now in da dirt
bells rangin hoes sangin
my nigga's up for gang bangin
slangin dope, pushin
got me stressin down on my
its a risky life wit a pace
but where go when they get took away

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

of Funk]

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

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

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