Luyện nghe bài hát Story To Tell

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

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

Blood damn near frozen, a heart so cold
It ain't pumpin' out the no mo', and I feel that
'Cause God when you really it, where the love at?
That's why a lot of niggaz got more faith in gat
Freeze that like a photo, take it you and know
This lil' 'bout to kill all comers for cash flow
His role model, the heat, 'cause it runs
His motto, 'Nobody but me!'

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

Listen up I got a story to
On the streets we got guns and drugs for
you hoes know the game that we play is real
Keep 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 out of my hands, I'll let time prevail
Listen up I got a story to
Listen up I got a to tell

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

Son in B'More, we scored more, ever before
Copped the two door, off a raw
Show no love for loss since big eight be that
Number, we slammed eight of those in
Kept the currency comin', mo',
New clothes L.A. hoes that'll us pronto
Once you, lived in luxury, you leave it
Find yourself, turnin' broke bitches into

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

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

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

up I got a story to tell
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
Listen up I got a story to