Luyện nghe bài hát Stop Tryin'

[Pastor
They had me the law, while I was serving my raw
Though I was in the game, a lot of things I saw
I just that fifty pack, and just believed in me
And barely could ease, that fifty pack fit the peas
I got mo` cheese than Kraft, but teachers at me
They asked me what would I be with out my damn
I told them they see me on T.v. and videos
I`m all about money, y`all can have them hoes
And I got goals, I know that I can do all
now I make my beats, I write, I sing
And pain was my stepping
Help me shit, even my own`ll do me wrong
But y`all a never stop me, `cause see I got this in order
off with a fifty pack, with dreams of a quarter
Catching that thing from the border, and leave my crying
I will never be stopped, so you can stop ya`

Chorus: Stop tryin`

[Pastor
Okay my money was mandatory, the of wealth
plenty niggas with promises, I keep them myself
I`m 15 on grind, but my age don`t matter
All they want is that butter, from whoever faster
And I was after a monoply, to rule
Be the of this game, if I keep my cool
I`m counting money every morning the previous night
Go and spend, ten with Twin, he packing `em tight
I`m right, I`m right where I wanted to be
Ain`t no mo` fifty packs for me, me the whole ki
And I`m sure that you agree that I be to stop
In the three, yes three, years, I from block to block
And now these haters are hot, cause I locked the counter
Got the calibur glock, because I know that they me
me laughing at these pussy boys, making me sick
While y`all be for attention, I be shooting to hit
And who I`m don`t matter, cause I`m gone handle my own
Got them DOWN SOUTH BOYS in case you get wrong
It won`t be long `till doctors autopsy
Cause reason for death, its` gone send to me
Cause y`all stop me, nigga, shit, this game in order
off with a fifty pack with dreams of a quarter
Catching thing from the border, leave my enemies cryin`
I will never be stopped, so can stop ya` tryin`

[Pastor
Shit, fatalities get numerous, with cover
Send a dead rose to his mother labeled that
And they say that a small price, I disagree
If ya` stuck between a small life, me
I can`t see myself going out, a battle
Put the bomb on the stadium, aviod the
Flip the tassle, I`m a cap, I graduated
From the school of knocks, nigga, others ain`t make it
So I make it my duty to be richer than Rudy, Ramo
Cause this pay way mo`, you decide
And ain`t no mo` lettin` me ride, hell nah
Be starrin` down the of that autie
test me, arrest me, I`m out like Gotti, without a clue
Tell the that they besta pop me, or die too!
blue, not my forte
I`m only comfortable when I got on grind with what, with a a.k. And with a
of banana clips, dip in ya lip
Better hush I hit that hip, and disconnect it
Perfect it, from day to day, I take game and it stayin`
And em` pay, I ain`t the one
Many come up, I dump `em, but then they scatter
I ya` mamma asking ya` baby what`s the matter
I`m ya` ligaments, no movement
Down South Georgia bitch, I REPRESENT!!!
Convince the jury, we payed them off
don`t matter, since they paid, you lost
I`m the boss, that cost ain`t worth conversation
Pastor Troy, the pastor of the true
Blood wasting if ya` me, ya` lost me 'cause
Was a eye for a eye, now SLUG FOR A SLUG!
June Bug know I lay `em low, 44, he got`s to go
Shit, he to go, shit
Nigga stop tryin` nigga, tryin`