Luyện nghe bài hát Preach

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

I miss the Nawf just my granny, My heart in them trenches
Yo' girl cheat on you for nothing
So I'm done with bitches
I about it every minute, Ain't 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 like "Father, me"

Was weed fucked up my profit, I ain't make a dolla'
The getting to my niggas, I cut off my partners
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 they slick, They all deceive so I'll never em'
Bre was my first love but she so I'll never trust her

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

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

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

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

Batty if you cross imma' take 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, a way of life

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

Yo' ex just exposed you, Now you mad like I was here
Where I come 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 ain't too

They give a fuck bout me, Bitch
I did something for all y'all, got me fucked up
Out the flap I gotta' smile in nobody face
tell me bout all y'all
problems, don't ask how I'm feelin' huh?
Bitch I feelin' like I'm finna die
Bitch I cry
for all them young niggas who gone
And all the people who 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 abandoned as a child red rum
You spell it backwards, that mean? Nigga MURDER
Livin' wrong and right, trustin' nobody till the his come

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