Luyện nghe bài hát Preach

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

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

Was sellin' weed fucked up my profit, I ain't make a
The getting to my niggas, I cut off my partners
Before I call on you, I put my up in this choppa'
Movin' like he can't get touched real quick, I bet I 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 I'll love em'
Bre was my first love but she changed so I'll trust her

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

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

cause you around me, I ain't forget bout everything you said
I let shots off in the air for my niggas dead
Do in the world for you, I'm livin' red
Showin' love to them niggas they might bust my
Mad bout a gun, but for a I won't do you nothin'
Mad that I'm up but you remember you ain't give me
I give up on my mission,
fuck you mean bitch I was hustlin'
Handin' all you niggas money bitch and I strugglin'

Montana know about my and everything I told him
I him watch what he was saying, but shit I had to fold him
Up in that 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 drugs so die if I get caught tonight
Tell my brother and my sons it's gone be alright
NBA'ing to the end, it's a way of

Young nigga fillin' up his arm with heroin
He was abandoned as a screaming red rum
You it backwards, What that mean? Nigga MURDER
Livin' wrong or right, trustin' till the his time come

Yo' ex exposed you, Now you mad like I was neva' here
Where I come from I gotta keep bitch up on my hip
Momma' forgive me for all the I use to trip
Know its a purpose in this world why I need to
It ain't too

They don't give a fuck bout me,
I did something for all y'all, got me fucked up
Out the I ain't gotta' smile in nobody face
tell me bout all y'all
problems, don't ask how I'm feelin' huh?
Bitch I been like I'm finna die
Bitch I cry
This for all them young who gone
And all the who miss they babies, You heard me?
Fuck in mind, Y'all 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, What that mean? Nigga
Livin' wrong and right, trustin' nobody the his time come

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