Luyện nghe bài hát Shadows

(Pipe that up, TnT)
Underwater, at my shadow
like I never see light
(Tre this beat)
world, no coat, no, no, no, no, no
Heartbreak, nowhere
Too much pain, will he go?
I'm stayin'

I look back like, "Now who raised they tone?" (Oh yeah, yeah)
You in this with a bunch of made niggas
You get your blown (4KTrey, free DDawg, nigga)
Walked in bitch with a half a million up in cash, I blow it all
from the bottom, beat some cases, they'd love to see me fall
I say 38, 4KTrey, for life
Fuck all that fabricating, that K, take his life
I that Maybach out the garage and ride
How the fuck you take criticism? I know you tired

You ain't got no time to be dating, I'm on that same
I invited you, give a fuck 'bout who you came with
My love for you, not for family, I'm known to blank shit
My trust for you been oh so damaged, where my pain
I big brother, oh, Dump, nigga, why you leave us?
I been buyin' them foreigns to back, these niggas can't keep up
Tryna keep my from out the past, I'm smokin' on reefer
Still things I'm learning, I'm tryna see how I'm keep up
Watch your words, some shit, I'm tryna see 'bout it
guitar hold thirty-two chords, and I got that six around me
I be in my own world, they make up stories, you can ask who be me
I'm so mad at this world, not carryin' this happiness, keep clowning

I look like, "Now who done raised they tone?" (Oh yeah, yeah)
You in bitch with a bunch of made niggas, get your head blown
Walked in this bitch with a half a up in cash
I blow it all (Ayy, where my dogs at? There go the lab now)
Came from the bottom, beat some cases, they'd love to see me
I say 38, 4KTrey, that's for
Fuck all that fabricating, spray that K, his life
I pull Maybach out the garage and ride
How the you take that criticism? I know you tired

out the motor, hit the E-way, do the dash, nigga
Shorted your brother on that money, I ain't mad,
Patek steady from the bezel, watch it flash, nigga
We say fuck fuss and chopper bustin' at your ass, nigga
Every time they play that, I pop 'em, why you mad, nigga
I be up in my feelings all the time, I'm a sad
And you the type that I can't fuck if I laugh with you
Give a fuck 'bout who you is, I'm breakin' bread with my niggas
You Fat Black or Baby Joe
I don't give a if I did time with you (On Baby, yes, sir)

I look back like, "Now who done they tone?" (Oh yeah, yeah)
You in this bitch with a bunch of made niggas, get head blown
Walked in this bitch with a half a up in cash, I blow it all
(Real hoes don't make choices from emotions, they theyself)
Came from the bottom, beat cases, they'd love to see me fall
I say 38, 4KTrey, that's for
Fuck all fabricating, spray that K, take his life
I pull that Maybach out the garage and
How the fuck you take criticism? I know you tired