Luyện nghe bài hát Story I Tell

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

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

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

I came a way from dropping a visit
Finessing the plug for his
Wake up in the morning, I go grab the
Walk in the and whip me a chicken
Her is a Masi, my neck is a Bentley
Blue Benjamins that can pay your
Lupe said that been discontinued
Double cup, a nigga still be
Got a out in Mississippi
it up, ship it to Finley
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 a midget
I keep the Mac a midget
we made us a milli, we did it
Fuck the negativity, fuck the

Dope on the scale, man you seen it
Hundred juug, no you never hit it
You been on the road to riches
the story I tell so you pay attention
Cold turkey, we had to eat it
So I take that pot and beat it
You never been on the road to
your pen and your 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
we dropped Versace, then y'all did it
They hate that we came from the
Then lived in the city, got mob
They hate that we in with plenty juice
Young nigga just dabbin' first day of

They hate that that money start in
And I be too fresh, I call it mints
I was on the block, you was on
Giuseppe stepping, and my diamonds they
QC my label, and my establishment
Supercharge my Bentley, I call it Clark
Me and my spread the butter, margarine
Puffin' the martian, got Raris, I cut off the
Now it
You can a bullet in your 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
These bitches be choosing, they my posture
Whipping babies, I'm not bout toddlers
on these baby ballers
Little babies get they call me stepfather

Dope on the scale, man you never it
Hundred band juug, no you hit it
You never been on the to riches
the story I tell so you pay attention
Cold turkey, 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
the head on the Bentley then fall in it
When we Versace, then y'all did it
hate that we came from the Northside
Then lived in the city, got mob
They hate that we came in with plenty
Young just dabbin' first day of school