Luyện nghe bài hát Only Time Will Tell

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

When i die nigga don't wanna go to though
I been out here hustling trying to get
Got da game in my won't change
little 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, 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 muthafuckin dope game
i lose tryin to keep my fuckin shoes
would a young nigga see P on the
I done rappers get their fuckin cap peeled
say its mafia damn what a bad
so the game get so i wanna cheat
grab my gat kill off my
I'd do fair time but fuck that
I'd rather sleep, a wig with my crome gat
'cause I ain't less I take two niggas wit me
want P they better come and get me
I ain't to find it ain't a rhyme
its either be your soul or mine

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

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

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

[Sons of

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

Head first in this with my eyes impeel
unaware that niggaz on tha streets is real
will i survive or will the cold streets me
them niggas break me before the lord take me out
this son of a bitch I never want it never to come
trapped in a double face not a to run
get the gun and buck it know I ain't the one to fuck wit
I stuck with 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 rapper faced with waste
cemetary all black suits and limos
family and flowers no more shows and videos
after parties come to a cease
young thug caught one slug rest in

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