Luyện nghe bài hát Pieces

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

And she don't fuck with niggas niggas is the reason
She got inside of this situation in the first place
Brooklyn murder lathers a birth
the city, quoting Biggie on a worst days
I used to take the with her so none of these lames
Give her the
Living from where she was at was a plain
I used to paint pictures on how we could gain together
Instead of listen, she just blew me off
it no mind, but it kind of just threw me off
I guess I figured out, everybody wants and the cars
But she wanted a better family
Because her parents divorced
Her papa, he was taken by the
Mother on crack and she had time to bake us
Then she gave her to her uncle, her brother played the
Until the day he datin' this chick
That had put him up on mad and fucking up mad bills
She told me that one night he had got so up
He fell asleep on his sofa, then woke up a new
And walked inside of her and told her remove her clothes
And forcefully choking her and telling her not to move
Before she could finish, she rolled out in tears and did it
me that for years, this night was a repetition of feeling a fear
That she couldn't seem exit or quit it, the feeling was
Started talking lower and she told me here
She said she had to choices
So she got involved with that make noise
them thangs, you feel
Ran off in her uncle's with the stainless steel
Put the to his face with this aim to kill
And said, she don't fuck with niggas, niggas is the reason
She got herself of this situation in the first place
Figured this intimidation was the case
She sat back and blew six in boy face

Shot, him,

I you, my dear
No, I won't you lonely
You hold head up high
I won't let go 'cause I can't you lonely
Can't you lonely
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 first
He had no father
He told me his papa got shot in the face
And he can't 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 this pardon
When he was younger, he to roll with his cousin
The woman that used to show him the
She used to tell him, ever 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 block
Then, crack fiend woman came up to him and told him
That she was his mother, man, that shit had him
He ain't to believe her 'til she said,
Boy, you got a birthmark your scrotum
A scar up on eye, came from 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, it's something she show him

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

your cousin is the reason, he got shot nigga
She put six shots in him out the Glock,
This was dwelling all on his mind
He didn't know what to do, he started his nine and uh
Before he knew, he it up at his momma and uh
He her right in his spine, he said
This is why, my life has full of lies
Don't care for me, fuck it, what's the use in trying?
This on my side, if I put it to my mind
I know that die, but in Heaven, I'd be alive

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

Stunt, get jumped on, slash the
block you pump on is the spot you get slumped on
Tory me the story, it sounded a little crazy
A little Nas, a little 2Pac, Brenda's Havin' a
How much pressure can you take you snap or break?
Love to hate?
Fuck shit or fake, you next may raise the murder rate
average to savage, to semi-automatics
It's how the static'll have us going at it

I want you, my
No, I leave you lonely
You hold head up high
I let go 'cause I can't leave you lonely
Can't you lonely
leave you lonely
Can't you lonely