Luyện nghe bài hát Pieces

Adrenaline pumping, pacer racing, altercations, we lit
Blood stain the ground, boy get down, you hit
Same hood, different day, same whip, different clip, off
Somehow we end up in the same

And she don't fuck with niggas 'cause is the reason
She got inside of this situation in the first place
Brooklyn lathers a birth place
Facing the city, quoting Biggie on a worst
I to take the train with her so none of these lames
Give her the
from where she was at was a plain picture
I used to paint on how we could gain riches together
Instead of listen, she just kinda me off
Paid it no mind, but it of just threw me off
I guess I figured out, everybody riches and the cars
But she wanted a better family
Because her divorced early
Her papa, he was taken by the
Mother on crack and she never had to bake us
Then she gave her to her uncle, her brother the saviour
Until the day he datin' this chick
That had put him up on mad pills and up mad bills
She told me one night he had got so fucked up
He fell asleep on his sofa, then woke up a new
And walked inside of her room and told her her clothes
And forcefully started her and telling her not to move
Before she could even finish, she out in tears and did it
Told me that for years, night was a repetition of feeling a fear
That she seem exit or quit it, the feeling was there
Started talking lower and she told me here
She said she had to make
So she got involved niggas that make noise
With thangs, you feel
Ran off in her spot with the stainless steel
Put the burner to his face this aim to kill
And said, she don't fuck with niggas, 'cause niggas is the
She got herself of this situation in the first place
this intimidation was the worst case
She sat and blew six in that boy face

Shot, him,

I you, my dear
No, I leave you lonely
You hold your up high
I won't let go 'cause I leave you lonely
Can't leave you
Can't leave you
Can't you lonely

He don't fuck with niggas 'cause is the reason
He got himself inside of this situation in the place
He had no father
He told me that his got shot in the face
And he wait to find out who his killer
He dedicated his and now wants to know
Who had a motive to kill his father
He felt, it had to be somebody
It be somebody far away that didn't know 'im
But take pardon
When he was younger, he used to roll with his
The woman used to show him the ropes
She used to tell him, don't let no nigga or woman touch her
And if do
Then all they would hear is the baka baka baka
One day, he was on the rolling
Then, this crack fiend woman came up to him and him
That she was his mother, man, shit had him frozen
He ain't to believe her 'til she said,
Boy, you got a birthmark above scrotum
A scar up on your eye, came when you was four,
from when you off in the road
At that point, he looked at her face and he
She told him hold on, something she gotta show him

She says to him, I was gon' wait you got older
But something was on my mind, was pressing, I had to you
The whole block know me and the whole know you
The whole block been knew this story, but they ain't you
His mom to him
I hope you know your pap was a man
But he just had nonsense to him
Huh, well, one night, fucked up on the pills
I'm tell him stop, but everything I'm saying fails
You see, your lil' cousin in Brooklyn will be
I know she love you, but the more deeper
Uh, you see, your used to be a creeper
He used to fuck her, used to her, used to beat her
Used to her
So confused, she would lace an old and reefer
Wait, I know you wanna interrupt but get deeper
been living this mission
You tryna figure out who's the
Or the perpetrator of killing your pops,

When your cousin is the reason, he got nigga
She put six shots in him out the Glock,
angle was dwelling all on his mind
He didn't know what to do, he started gripping his and uh
he knew, he aimed it up at his momma and uh
He shot her right in his spine, he
This is why, my life has been full of
Don't nobody care for me, fuck it, the use in trying?
This on my side, if I put it to my mind
I know I'ma die, but in Heaven, I'd be alive

pumping, heart pacer racing, altercations, we lit
Blood drip the ground, boy get down, you hit
Same hood, different day, same whip, different clip, off
Somehow we end up in the shit

Stunt, get on, slash the dumped-ons
block you pump on is the spot you get slumped on
Tory told me the story, it sounded a crazy
A little Nas, a 2Pac, Brenda's Havin' a Baby
How much pressure can you 'fore you snap or break?
Love turn to
Fuck or fake, you next move may raise the murder rate
From to savage, to semi-automatics
tragic how the static'll have us going at it

I you, my dear
No, I won't you lonely
You hold your up high
I won't let go 'cause I can't leave you
Can't leave you
Can't leave you
Can't you lonely