Luyện nghe bài hát Teardrops And Closed Caskets

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

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

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

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

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

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

Never pictured his truest homeboy would 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 lonely while Trigga was makin' dough
She's slippin' in secret places and gettin' Lil' Mo
The buzzin', now people are talkin'
Lil' Trigga's gettin' pictures of the both of 'em

in hand, couldn't understand
How his baby's could disappear
With another man and his best
Now dangerous, and if you don't believe me
Then the way that this story ends, and maybe 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 be alone?
(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 will live to tell?
Although best before, Lil' Trigga and Mo
in an all out war, over a fiend they ain't know
Behind the curtains, their privacy, is already laid down
The results is the same with names and it turns out
Y'all know how it is, old thing in the same old town
Lil' Trigg got his wide open on this one trick, now he's played out
Think it's Lil' Mo, was plottin' on gettin' bigger
Precious was his way to put his on Lil' Trigga

All the while let's look at
Too to see what's goin' down, too doped up to ask questions
Used to be comrades, but now we blast on
What could be so
God, will we tonight?
From misdemeanors to felonies, time to sellin' ki's
I can't believe the shit tellin' me
They open fire, three bodies drop, so the cops
Precious, Mo and Trigg
Teardrops and 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 didn't make it to see day)
(Rest in peace)
I forever be alone?
(Ya knahmean? I know it's out there)
(With and closed caskets)

(It's like all we got to look forward to these days)
(Murders, dyin', funerals)
Will I be alone?
(Shit, it's 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')
I forever be alone?
('Cause I all these mothers is tired of seein' 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 forever be
(To the homie Boonie, rest in nigga)
(All the homies fell, all the homies)
(May God your families)
(May you live 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 can't have peace the niggaz get a piece