Luyện nghe bài hát Only Time Will Tell

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

When i die nigga don't wanna go to 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
would I die, would I roll, would i young,
would a nigga get paid be the out
its strictly for the G's so a nigga
thankin mama goddamn don't let your fall
i'm out here tryin to me a little change
stuck in muthafuckin dope game
i lose tryin to keep my fuckin shoes
would a young see P on the news
I done seen get their fuckin cap peeled
say its mafia damn a bad deal
so the game get hectic so i cheat
grab my gat kill off my
I'd do fair time nigga but that
I'd rather sleep, split a wig with my gat
'cause I ain't goin less I two niggas 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 tell nigga
we die go to heaven or hell nigga)(4X)

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

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

[Sons of

I seen angels crying so many soldiers
me when 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 with my eyes impeel
that these niggaz on tha streets is real
will i survive or will the cold streets 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 face not a place to run
get the gun and it let'em know I ain't the one to fuck wit
I stuck with this rough
screaming tell god to make space them niggas my ace
and now they tryin make waste of my
but I'm strapped up and fifteen full of hatred
i couldn't be the next rapper with waste
cemetary gates all black and limos
family and flowers no more shows and videos
after hoes come to a cease
young caught one slug rest in peace

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