Luyện nghe bài hát Teardrops And Closed Caskets

Word it's like all we got
Teardrops and closed
it up fool, hey nigga
Tell me how you homie

It took a to go down, you recollect and see how crazy it sounds
The whole town's on a mission, adolescents, penitentiary
Now introducin' Trigga
Since birth, eyes set on bigger
Just another wild ass
But he was fiendin' for Precious,
But was a ghetto girl
Couldn't be no sex without that gold

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, we'll him 'Lil Mo
Been in so reform schools, they had to let him go
Here's where the plot
They got a plot to make a profit with glocks spittin'
They call the squad, hittin' blocks with guns blowin'
Somebody's die tonight

Still no knowin', so they kept goin'
dealers comin' out they cars, will they survive?
Two semi automatic nines, them died
Plus nobody in the cries, it's like they celebrate
To death and wish they could die, so the lesson
But wait a minute back to
She's snortin' dope in the of Trigg's Lexus
Teardrops and caskets

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

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

Never pictured his truest would fall in love
Here's where it ya
Now Precious is pregnant, lil' Trigga is
He wants to marry her now, not knowin' he the daddy
But was lonely while lil' Trigga was makin' dough
She's slippin' in secret and gettin' with Lil' Mo
The neighborhood's buzzin', now people are
Trigga's gettin' pictures of the both of 'em walkin'

Hand in hand, couldn't
How his mama could disappear
With another man and his best
Now jealousy's dangerous, and if you don't me
watch the way that this story ends, and maybe you'll see
There ain't no heroes or villains, ain't no pleasure in
Just the smoke from the cap, peelin' a man with no
Teardrops and closed

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

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

All the while let's look at
Too dumb to see what's down, too doped up to ask questions
to be comrades, but now we blast on sight
What could be so
God, will we last
From to felonies, small time to sellin' ki's
I can't the shit they tellin' me
They open fire, bodies drop, so call the cops
Precious, Mo and Trigg
Teardrops and caskets

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

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

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

May your be deceased, dead on the streets
We have peace 'til the niggaz get a piece