Luyện nghe bài hát Only Time Will Tell

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

When i die don't wanna go to hell though
I been out here hustling trying to get
Got da in my vein won't change
homies on the street know my name
its the to tha R-P
A young tryin live in these ghetto streets
I die, would I roll, would i retire young,
would a nigga get paid be the out
its strictly for the G's so a ball
mama goddamn don't 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 nigga see P on the news
I done seen rappers get their cap peeled
say its damn what a bad deal
so the game get so i wanna cheat
my gat kill off my enemies
I'd do fair time nigga but fuck
I'd sleep, split 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 to find it ain't a rhyme
its gonna either be your or mine

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

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

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

of Funk]

I seen angels crying so many dying
Tell me when will it end will I get to
will I see my or will i go to hell
time will tell

Head first in this world with my eyes
unaware these 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
this son of a bitch I never it never asked to come
in a double face not a place to run
get the gun and buck it let'em know I the one to fuck wit
I stuck this rough shit
tell god to make space them niggas killed my ace
and now they tryin make of my face
but I'm strapped up and only full of hatred
i couldn't be the next faced with waste
cemetary gates all black suits and
family tears and flowers no more and videos
after parties hoes to a cease
thug caught one slug rest in peace

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