Luyện nghe bài hát Story I Tell

Dope on the scale, man you never it
Hundred juug, no you never hit it
You never on the road to riches
This the I tell so you pay attention
Cold turkey, we had to eat it
So I take that pot and beat it
You been on the road to riches
Take your pen and 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 nigga just first day of school

Remember the days with the pocket
the bando to a fucking hot pocket
It's a million in the corner pocket
I just share the rock like I'm John
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 take out the plug, he was up
You mad cause your label do fucks
QC the label got mega
Gas off in the of the Sprinter bus
Say you trapping, really you got touchin' butts
is the life of the Hefty bags
You know that them ounces don't weigh

Dope on the scale, man you never it
band juug, no you never 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 that pot and beat it
You never been on the road to
Take 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 Bentley then in it
When we Versace, then y'all did it
They hate that we came from the
Then in the city, got mob ties
They hate that we came in plenty juice
Young nigga just dabbin' day of school

I came a long way from a visit
the plug for his riches
Wake up in the morning, I go the spatula
in the kitchen and whip me a chicken
Her wrist is a Masi, my neck is a
Blue Benjamins that can pay your
said that Activis been discontinued
Double cup, a nigga be sipping
Got a plug out in
it up, ship it to Finley
I trap out the bando, don't trap out the trap
And whatever you with, we it
a long way from that midget
Money than a midget
I keep the Mac like a
Mama we 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 never been on the road to
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 to riches
Take 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 Bentley fall in it
When we dropped Versace, y'all did it
They that we came from the Northside
Then lived in the city, got mob
They hate that we came in plenty juice
nigga just dabbin' first day of school

They hate that money start coming in
And I be too fresh, I call it double
I was on the block, you was on
Giuseppe stepping, and my diamonds they
QC my label, and that's my
my Bentley, I call it Clark Kent
Me and my niggas the butter, margarine
the martian, got Raris, I cut off the engines
Now it
You can catch a in your carcass
100 band juug, and you a part
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 bout toddlers
Similac on baby ballers
Little babies get stuck they me stepfather

on the scale, man you never seen it
Hundred juug, no you never hit it
You been on the road 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 on the road to riches
Take your pen and pad cause you gonna need it
Trap money, me and my spend it
Your bitch, me and my hit it
the head on the Bentley then fall in it
When we dropped Versace, y'all did it
They hate that we from the Northside
Then lived in the city, got mob
They hate we came in with plenty juice
Young nigga dabbin' first day of school