Luyện nghe bài hát Teardrops And Closed Caskets

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

It took a week to go down, you and see how crazy it sounds
The town's on a mission, adolescents, penitentiary bound
Now young Trigga
Since birth, eyes set on bigger
Just wild ass nigga
But he was for Precious, what?
But Precious was a ghetto
be no sex without that gold Lexus

But lil' Trigga was heartbroken, he had to get his
Seein' visions of smokin' and niggaz catchin' vapors
Got his man from the corner, we'll call him 'Lil Mo
Been in so many schools, they had to let him go
Here's where the plot
They got a plot to make a profit with they spittin'
They call the squad, blocks with they guns blowin'
gonna die tonight

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

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

Don't let these ghetto 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, it's lil'
Now Lil' Mo was a soldier to the
Down for his homies, the first to spit bullets
All he was to be a thug

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

Hand in hand, understand
How his baby's mama could
another man and his best friend
Now jealousy's dangerous, and if you don't me
Then watch the way that this story ends, and you'll see
There ain't no heroes or villains, ain't no pleasure in
the smoke from the cap, peelin' a man with no feelings
Teardrops and caskets

Will I forever be
(Teardrops and caskets)
(Bury you dead and ahead)
(A man no feelings)
(Teardrops and caskets)
I forever 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 will die? How many live to tell?
Although friends before, Lil' Trigga and Mo
They in an all out war, over a they ain't know
Behind the curtains, their privacy, lust is laid down
The results is the with different names and it turns out
know how it is, same old thing in the same old town
Lil' Trigg got his nose wide open on this one trick, now he's out
Think it's Lil' Mo, was plottin' plans on bigger
was his way to put his hands on Lil' Trigga

All the while 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 sellin'
I believe the shit they tellin' me
They open fire, three bodies drop, so the cops
Precious, Mo and Trigg
and closed caskets

Will I forever be
(Aiy in this motherfucker)
(Teardrops and caskets)
(We dedicate this to all the comrades, that's right)
(All the homies that make it to see this day)
(Rest in peace)
Will I be alone?
(Ya knahmean? I know hard out there)
(With teardrops and caskets)

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

(I send this out to Geronimo)
(And to, all the comrades, all the soldiers)
Will I forever be
(To the homie Boonie, in peace nigga)
(All the homies fell, all the homies)
(May God bless families)
(May you live in the motherfuckin' heart)
Will I forever be
(In a thug niggaz forever)
(That's right)
(Rest in nigga)

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