Luyện nghe bài hát Only Time Will Tell

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(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 hustling trying to get dough
Got da game in my won't change
little homies on the street know my
its the to tha R-P
A young tryin live in these ghetto streets
would I die, I roll, would i retire young,
a nigga get paid be the out come
its strictly for the G's so a nigga
thankin goddamn 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
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
my gat kill off my enemies
I'd do fair time but fuck that
I'd sleep, split a wig with my crome gat
'cause I ain't goin less I take two wit me
niggas want P better come and get me
I hard to find it ain't a rhyme
its gonna be your soul or mine

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

Die to make covers of magazines
I'd rather be unknown then and famous with green
The black roll through da ghetto streets
I made the of da cross, glad it ain't me
Not fearing death, not ready yet
two stones to my brother, may his soul
is a must fool (huh)
some niggas don't play by no rules
in this game get so deep so we ride
Mama don't trip, don't cry
when its my to go then I gotta leave
but while I'm I'm gonna drink henicy 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 sangin
my nigga's up there for bangin
slangin dope, cocalies
got me stressin down on my
its a risky wit a fast pace
but where soliders go when get took away

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

[Sons of

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

Head first in this world my eyes 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
son of a bitch I never want it never asked to come
trapped in a double 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
screaming tell god to make space them killed my ace
and now tryin make waste of my face
but I'm strapped up and fifteen full of hatred
i couldn't be the rapper faced with waste
cemetary all black suits and limos
family tears and no more shows and videos
after parties hoes to a cease
young caught one slug rest in peace

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