Luyện nghe bài hát Story To Tell

Niggas,
Gather
I got a to tell
Hear this, hear
Get the world

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

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

Finally young thug turned pro
to show love now he got nuttin' but hatred 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 with shells and leave niggaz
a story to tell

Listen up I got a to tell
On the streets we got guns and for sale
'Cause you hoes know the that we play is real
Keep your mind on the money and your concealed

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

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

Son in B'More, we scored more, than before
Copped the two door, 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 clothes L.A. hoes that'll ride us
Once you, lived in luxury, you can't it
Find yourself, turnin' broke into Divas

Can you believe this? In we cuttin' these niggaz creepin'
Tie 'em on every block, 'til we shut down
So your glock cocked, one in the head
Push the five series drop just in we gotta spit and spread
The be simply, we was in the Carribean
With two of our women friends sippin' Remy and
there we'll flow, to the Florida Keys and blow trees
Fuck a couple of hoes and spend some

That's how a boy's is supposed to be
Make our way to N.O. 'cause we, it 'bout it
Then to D.C. where they, cock it, pop it
Listen up is nuttin' but the hot shit, from here to Wisconsin'
niggaz can get it constant
It hard that's like pushin' dope in the 5th Ward
And to get to God, I'll go through Hell
And leave the world with a story to

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

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