Luyện nghe bài hát Story I Tell

Dope on the scale, man you seen it
Hundred band juug, no you hit it
You never been on the road to
This the story I so you pay attention
Cold turkey, we had to eat it
So I take pot and fucking beat it
You been on the road to riches
your pen and your pad cause you gonna need it
Trap money, me and my dogs 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 from the Northside
lived in the city, got mob ties
They that we came in with plenty juice
nigga just dabbin' first day of school

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

on the scale, man you never seen it
Hundred juug, no you never hit it
You never been on the road to
This the story I tell so you pay
turkey, yeah we had to eat it
So I take that pot and beat it
You never on the road to riches
your pen and your pad cause you gonna need it
Trap money, me and my spend it
Your bitch, me and my hit it
Drop the head on the then 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 that we came in with plenty juice
Young nigga just first day of school

I came a way from dropping a visit
Finessing the plug for his
Wake up in the morning, I go the spatula
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 Activis been discontinued
Double cup, a nigga be sipping
Got a plug out in
Wrap it up, it to Finley
I out the bando, don't trap out the trap house
And whatever you with, we it
a long way from that midget
Money taller than a
I keep the Mac like a
we made us a milli, we did it
Fuck the negativity, the critics

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
turkey, yeah we had to eat it
So I take that pot and beat it
You never been on the to riches
Take your pen and your pad you gonna need it
Trap money, me and my spend it
Your bitch, me and my hit it
Drop the head on the Bentley fall in it
When we dropped Versace, y'all did it
They 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

They hate that money start coming in
And I be too fresh, I it double mints
I was on the block, you was on
stepping, and my diamonds they compliments
QC my label, and that's my
my Bentley, I call it Clark Kent
Me and my niggas spread the butter,
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 a story bout me, I'm the author
These bitches be choosing, they digging my
Whipping babies, I'm not talking bout
Similac on these baby
babies get stuck they call me stepfather

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 that pot and fucking it
You never on the road to riches
Take your pen and your pad cause you need it
Trap money, me and my 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
They hate we came from the Northside
Then in the city, got mob ties
They hate that we came in with juice
Young nigga dabbin' first day of school