Luyện nghe bài hát Only Time Will Tell

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

When i die don't wanna go to hell though
I out here hustling trying to get dough
Got da game in my vein change
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 be the out come
its strictly for the G's so a ball
thankin mama goddamn don't let your baby
i'm out here to make me a little change
stuck in this muthafuckin game
would i lose tryin to keep my shoes
would a 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 nigga but fuck that
I'd rather sleep, a wig with my crome gat
'cause I ain't goin less I take two wit me
niggas P they better come and get me
I ain't to find it ain't a rhyme
its gonna be your soul or mine

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

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

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

[Sons of

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

Head first in this world with my impeel
unaware that niggaz on tha streets is real
will i or will the cold streets shake me
will them niggas break me 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 it let'em know I ain't the one to fuck wit
I stuck this rough shit
tell god to make space them niggas killed my ace
and now they make waste of my face
but I'm strapped up and only full of hatred
i couldn't be the next rapper with waste
cemetary gates all suits and limos
family tears and flowers no more shows and
after hoes come to a cease
young caught one slug rest in peace

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