Luyện nghe bài hát Teardrops And Closed Caskets

Word like all we got left
and closed caskets
Throw it up fool, hey
me how you feel homie

It took a week to go down, you recollect and see how it sounds
The town's on a mission, adolescents, penitentiary bound
Now introducin' Trigga
Since birth, eyes set on bigger
Just another ass nigga
But he was for Precious, what?
But Precious was a ghetto
Couldn't be no sex without gold Lexus

But Trigga was heartbroken, he had to get his papers
Seein' of people smokin' and niggaz catchin' vapors
Got his man from around the corner, call him 'Lil Mo
Been in so many reform schools, had to let him go
Here's where the thickens
They got a plot to make a profit they glocks spittin'
They call the squad, hittin' with they guns blowin'
Somebody's die tonight

Still no knowin', so they kept goin'
Catchin' dealers comin' out they cars, they survive?
Two semi automatic nines, them niggaz
Plus nobody in the hood cries, it's they celebrate
To death and wish they die, so peep the lesson
But a minute back to Precious
She's snortin' in the backseat of Trigg's Lexus
Teardrops and closed

Will I forever be
(Teardrops and caskets)
(Teardrops and caskets)
Will I forever be
(Teardrops and caskets)

Don't let ghetto streets get you, Precious
Was the victim, a dime to a nickel
Hopin' blessings stick with ya
Picture the kingpin, who's gettin' bigger
Familiar face, but a man now, lil' Trigga
Now Lil' Mo was a to the fullest
for his homies, always the first to spit bullets
All he wanted was to be a

pictured his truest homeboy would fall in love
Here's where it ya
Now is pregnant, lil' Trigga is happy
He to marry her now, not knowin' he ain't the daddy
But precious was lonely while Trigga was makin' dough
She's slippin' in secret places and gettin' with Mo
The neighborhood's buzzin', now are talkin'
Lil' Trigga's gettin' of the both of 'em walkin'

Hand in hand, couldn't
How his baby's mama disappear
With another man and his friend
Now jealousy's dangerous, and if you believe me
Then watch the way that this story ends, and you'll see
There ain't no heroes or villains, no pleasure in killin'
Just the smoke the cap, peelin' a man with no feelings
and closed caskets

Will I be alone?
(Teardrops and caskets)
(Bury you dead and ahead)
(A man no feelings)
(Teardrops and caskets)
Will I be alone?
(Teardrops and caskets)
(That's all we got left, all)

Now the problems of poverty, and the tricks to these tales
How many people die? How many will live to tell?
best friends before, Lil' Trigga and Mo
They in an all out war, over a fiend they know
Behind the curtains, their privacy, lust is already laid
The results is the same with different names and it out
know how it is, same old thing in the same old town
Lil' got his nose wide open on this one trick, now he's played out
Think it's Lil' Mo, was plans on gettin' bigger
Precious was his way to put his on Lil' Trigga

All the let's look at Precious
Too dumb to see what's goin' down, too up to ask questions
Used to be comrades, but now we on sight
What could be so
God, will we last
From misdemeanors to felonies, small time to ki's
I believe the shit they tellin' me
They open fire, three bodies drop, so the cops
Precious, Lil' Mo and
Teardrops and closed

I forever be alone?
(Aiy in this motherfucker)
(Teardrops and caskets)
(We dedicate to all the fallen comrades, that's right)
(All the that didn't make it to see this day)
(Rest in peace)
Will I forever be
(Ya I know it's hard out there)
(With and closed caskets)

(It's like all we got to look forward to these days)
(Murders, dyin', funerals)
I forever be alone?
(Shit, it's like I ain't gonna wear another suit,
I ran out of tears)
(We have to do somethin y'all)
(We gon' to do somethin')
Will I forever be
('Cause I know all these mothers is of seein' the same thing)
(Rest in peace)
(Teardrops and caskets)

(I send out to M'thulu Geronimo)
(And to, all the comrades, all the soldiers)
I forever be alone?
(To the homie Boonie, rest in nigga)
(All the homies fell, all the homies)
(May God bless families)
(May you always live in the heart)
I forever be alone?
(In a thug heart forever)
(That's right)
(Rest in nigga)

May your be deceased, dead on the streets
We can't peace 'til the niggaz get a piece