Luyện nghe bài hát Preach

I turned the preacher daughter bad, I think I'm a
These niggas know what up, 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' gone cheat on you for nothing
So I'm done these bitches
I think about it every minute, Ain't my mission
On my I got hittas I pay 'em commision
Interrogated by won't tell 'em I did it
I told that I love him, On Dave I meant it
Put 20 thousand on his head, They him I send it
Get on my knee on side the bed like "Father, me"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yo' ex just exposed you, Now you mad I was neva' here
I come 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 why I need to live
It ain't too

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

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

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