Luyện nghe bài hát Story I Tell

Dope on the scale, man you seen it
band juug, no you never hit it
You never on the road to riches
This the I tell so you pay attention
turkey, yeah we had to eat it
So I take pot and fucking beat it
You been on the road to riches
Take your pen and your pad cause you gonna it
Trap money, me and my dogs it
bitch, me and my dogs hit it
Drop the head on the Bentley fall in it
When we Versace, then y'all did it
They hate that we came the Northside
lived in the city, got mob ties
They hate we came in with plenty juice
Young nigga just dabbin' first day of

Remember the days with the rockets
Turned the bando to a fucking hot
It's a dollars in the corner pocket
I just share the rock like I'm Stockton
African diamonds, Olajuwon, Rockets
My niggas they got the nose on guns, that go about it
Ain't no to talk about it
trucks, it don't weigh enough
Had to take out the plug, he was up
You mad cause your label do finger
QC the label got bucks
Gas off in the back of the bus
Say you trapping, really you got touchin' butts
This is the life of the bags
You know that ounces don't weigh enough

Dope on the scale, man you seen it
Hundred band juug, no you hit it
You never been on the to riches
This the story I tell so you pay
Cold turkey, we had to eat it
So I take pot and fucking beat it
You never on the road to riches
Take your pen and your pad you gonna need it
money, me and my dogs spend it
Your bitch, me and my hit it
the head on the Bentley then fall in it
When we Versace, then y'all did it
They hate we came from the Northside
Then lived in the city, got mob
They hate we came in with plenty juice
Young nigga just dabbin' first day of

I came a long way from dropping a
Finessing the for his riches
Wake up in the morning, I go grab the
Walk in the and whip me a chicken
Her wrist is a Masi, my is a Bentley
Blue that can pay your tuition
Lupe said that been discontinued
Double cup, a still be sipping
Got a plug out in
Wrap it up, ship it to
I trap out the bando, don't trap out the trap
And you with, we with it
Came a way from that midget
Money taller than a
I keep the Mac like a
Mama we us a milli, we did it
Fuck the negativity, the critics

on the scale, man you never seen it
Hundred juug, no you never hit it
You never been on the to riches
This the story I tell so you pay
Cold turkey, we had to eat it
So I take that pot and fucking it
You never been on the road to
Take your pen and pad cause you gonna need it
Trap money, me and my spend it
bitch, me and my dogs hit it
Drop the head on the Bentley then in it
When we dropped Versace, y'all did it
They hate that we came the Northside
lived in the city, got mob ties
They hate that we in with plenty juice
Young nigga dabbin' first day of school

They hate that that money coming in
And I be too fresh, I it double mints
I was on the block, you was on
Giuseppe stepping, and my diamonds compliments
QC my label, and that's my
Supercharge my Bentley, I call it Clark
Me and my niggas spread the butter,
Puffin' the martian, got Raris, I cut off the
Now it
You can catch a bullet in carcass
100 band juug, and you wasn't a
I the plug off and we had a departure
You telling a bout me, I'm the author
bitches be choosing, they digging my posture
Whipping babies, I'm not talking toddlers
Similac on these baby
Little babies get stuck they me stepfather

Dope on the scale, man you never it
Hundred juug, no you never hit it
You never been on the to riches
This the story I tell so you pay
turkey, yeah we had to eat it
So I take that pot and fucking it
You never been on the to riches
Take pen and your pad cause you gonna need it
money, me and my dogs spend it
Your bitch, me and my hit it
Drop the head on the Bentley fall in it
we dropped Versace, then y'all did it
They hate we came from the Northside
Then in the city, got mob ties
They hate we came in with plenty juice
nigga just dabbin' first day of school