Luyện nghe bài hát Preach

I the preacher daughter bad, I think I'm a dummy
niggas know what up, Know I'm bout whateva'
I'm in the streets I that heat, You know I be steppin'

I miss the Nawf just like my granny, My heart in them
Yo' girl gone cheat on you for
So I'm done with bitches
I think about it every minute, stoppin' my mission
On my I got hittas I pay 'em commision
by detectives won't tell 'em I did it
I told Montana that I love him, On Dave I it
Put 20 thousand on his head, They catch him I it
Get on my knee on side the bed "Father, forgive me"

Was sellin' weed up my profit, I ain't make a dolla'
The fame getting to my niggas, I cut off my
Before I call on you, I put my trust up in this
Movin' like he get touched real quick, I bet I stop em'
Nigga ain't give me shit but out like I owe him something
I don't give a fuck if we step together, I'll you something
Bitches think slick, They all deceive so I'll never love em'
Bre was my first love but she changed so I'll never her

This the files of a who ain't neva' bleed
This the story of a child who was in streets
Why the fuck I'm taking care of them? ain't do shit for me
Why the fuck I'm showing you so love?
And you leaving me

Keandre dead, The only thing I think about is
I'm full of pain and wake up morning and I'm smilin'
They think I'm
You got me fucked up I got knowledge
They don't a fuck about how I feel
They don't my problems

Just cause you around me, I ain't bout everything you said
I let some shots off in the air for my niggas
Do in the world for you, I'm livin' red
Showin' love to them niggas they bust my head
Mad a gun, but for a fact I won't do you nothin'
Mad that I'm up but you remember you give me nothing
I ain't up on my mission,
fuck you mean bitch I was hustlin'
Handin' all you niggas bitch and I steady strugglin'

know about my pain and everything I told him
I him watch what he was saying, but shit I had to fold him
Up in cell bitch I was cryin' with no one to hold me
Youngboy a soldier, I remember what my told me

Batty Bwoy if you cross imma' your life
I'm full of so imma' die if I get caught tonight
my lil' brother and my sons it's gone be alright
NBA'ing to the end, a way of life

Young nigga fillin' up his arm with some
He was as a child screaming red rum
You it backwards, What that mean? Nigga MURDER
Livin' or right, trustin' nobody till the his time come

Yo' ex just you, Now you mad like I was neva' here
Where I from I gotta keep this bitch up on my hip
Momma' me for all the times I use to trip
Know its a purpose in this world why I need to
It too long

They don't give a bout me, Bitch
I did something for all y'all, y'all got me up
Out the flap I ain't gotta' in nobody face
Y'all tell me bout all
problems, don't ask how I'm feelin' huh?
Bitch I been feelin' I'm finna die
I cry alone
This for all young niggas who gone
And all the people who they babies, You heard me?
Fuck everybody in mind, Y'all ain't making my no betta'

Young nigga fillin' up his arm with some
He was abandoned as a child red rum
You spell it backwards, that mean? Nigga MURDER
Livin' wrong and right, trustin' nobody the his time come

Batty Bwoy if you cross take your life
I'm full of drugs so die if I get caught tonight
Tell my lil' brother and my it's gone be alright
NBA'ing to the end, it's a way of