Luyện nghe bài hát Story To Tell

Niggas,
'round
I got a story to
Hear this, this
Get the whole

The Swatch bred, thoroughbred, shockingly took two to the
Knowledge me God, the I'm 'bout to holler is hard
From start, little nigga had a Hell of a heart
His pops, bangin' that in his arms, broken
A mind distorted emotions, is there an upside?
His brother got murdered up by Milletas
Ma-ma, battlin', cancer, of the
At the tender age of thirteen, watchin' his close in

Blood damn near frozen, from a heart so
It ain't out the love no mo', and I feel that
'Cause God when you really need it, the love at?
That's why a lot of niggaz got more in they gat
Freeze like a photo, take it with you and know
lil' nigga 'bout to kill all comers for cash flow
His role model, the heat, 'cause it runs
His motto, eats but me!'

Finally this young turned pro
Used to show love now he got nuttin' but and foes
Five-double-O's, hoes so
He the of nigga that got it and break down a key
me, J to the A, R U L E baby
Smell the beef, it continued to uhh, 'em Hell
Fill they bodies with shells and niggaz
With a to tell

up I got a story to tell
On the streets we got and drugs for sale
'Cause you hoes know the game we play is real
Keep your on the money and your weapons concealed

Listen up I got a to tell
I'm to God, know I'm goin' to hell
If it's out of my hands, I'll let prevail
up I got a story to tell
Listen up I got a story to

Shit, niggas die for this shit we do
Hustle hard from city to
From to state
All my
Let me at y'all

Son in B'More, we more, than ever before
the two door, six-double-O off a raw
Show no love for loss big eight be that lucky
Number, we slammed eight of those in
the currency comin', mo', diamonds
New L.A. hoes that'll ride us pronto
Once you, lived in luxury, you can't it
Find yourself, turnin' broke into Divas

Can you believe this? In Cleveland we cuttin' these creepin'
Tie 'em on every block, 'til we down shop
So keep your cocked, one in the head
Push the five series drop just in case we gotta spit and
The alibi be simply, we was in the
two of our women friends sippin' Remy and Henny
From there flow, to the Florida Keys and blow trees
Fuck a couple of hoes and spend cheese

how a boy's life is supposed to be
Make our way to N.O. 'cause we, it 'bout it
Then down to D.C. they, cock it, pop it
Listen up life is nuttin' but the hot shit, from to Wisconsin'
Y'all can get it constant
It ain't hard like pushin' dope in the 5th Ward
And just to get to God, I'll go Hell
And the world with a story to tell

Listen up I got a to tell
On the streets we got guns and drugs for
And you hoes know the that we play is real
your mind on the money and your weapons concealed

Listen up I got a story to
I'm prayin' to God, I'm goin' to Hell
If it's out of my hands, let time prevail
up I got a story to tell
Listen up I got a story to