Luyện nghe bài hát Story I Tell

Dope on the scale, man you never it
band juug, no you never 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 that pot and fucking beat it
You been on the road to riches
Take your pen and your pad you gonna need it
Trap money, me and my dogs it
bitch, me and my dogs hit it
Drop the head on the then fall in it
When we Versace, then y'all did it
They hate that we came 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 with the pocket rockets
Turned the bando to a hot pocket
It's a million dollars in the pocket
I just share the rock I'm John Stockton
diamonds, Olajuwon, Houston Rockets
My niggas they got the on they guns, that go about it
Ain't no need to talk it
Megaton trucks, it don't weigh
Had to out the plug, he was switching up
You mad cause your do finger fucks
QC the label got bucks
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 them ounces don't enough

Dope on the scale, man you seen it
Hundred band juug, no you hit it
You been on the road 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
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 Bentley then in it
When we dropped Versace, 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 first day of school

I came a long way dropping a visit
Finessing the for his riches
Wake up in the morning, I go grab the
in the kitchen and whip me a chicken
Her wrist is a Masi, my neck is a
Benjamins that can pay your tuition
Lupe said that Activis been
Double cup, a nigga still be
Got a plug out in
it up, ship it to Finley
I trap out the bando, trap out the trap house
And you with, we with it
Came a long way from midget
taller than a midget
I keep the Mac a midget
Mama we us a milli, we did it
the negativity, fuck the critics

Dope on the scale, man you seen 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 beat it
You never been on the 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
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 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 call it double
I was on the block, you was on
Giuseppe stepping, and my they compliments
QC my label, and my establishment
Supercharge my Bentley, I call it Clark
Me and my niggas the butter, margarine
the martian, got Raris, I cut off the engines
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 story bout me, I'm the
bitches be choosing, they digging my posture
Whipping babies, I'm not talking bout
Similac on these baby
Little babies get stuck they me stepfather

Dope on the scale, man you seen it
band juug, no you never hit it
You never been on the 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 never on the road to riches
Take your pen and your pad you gonna need it
Trap money, me and my dogs it
bitch, me and my dogs 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
lived in the city, got mob ties
They that we came in with plenty juice
Young nigga just dabbin' day of school