Luyện nghe bài hát Teardrops And Closed Caskets

Word like all we got left
Teardrops and closed
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
Since birth, eyes set on gettin'
another wild ass nigga
But he was fiendin' for Precious,
But Precious was a girl
Couldn't be no sex that gold Lexus

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

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

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

let these ghetto streets get you, Precious
Was the victim, from a to a nickel
Hopin' blessings stick with ya
the neighborhood kingpin, who's gettin' bigger
Familiar face, but a man now, it's lil'
Now Mo was a soldier to the fullest
Down for his homies, always the first to bullets
All he was to be a thug

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

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

Will I forever be
(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 with the problems of poverty, and the tricks to these
How many people will die? How will live to tell?
best friends before, Lil' Trigga and Mo
They in an all out war, over a fiend they ain't
the curtains, their privacy, lust is already laid down
The results is the same with different and it turns out
Y'all know how it is, same old thing in the 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 let's look at Precious
Too dumb to see goin' down, too doped up to ask questions
to be comrades, but now we blast on sight
What could be so
God, will we last
misdemeanors to felonies, small time to sellin' ki's
I can't believe the shit they me
They open fire, three drop, so call the cops
Precious, Lil' Mo and
and closed caskets

Will I forever be
(Aiy in this motherfucker)
(Teardrops and caskets)
(We this to all the fallen 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 teardrops and caskets)

(It's that's all we got to look forward to these days)
(Murders, dyin', funerals)
Will I be alone?
(Shit, it's like I ain't gonna wear suit, homey
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 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 that fell, all the homies)
(May God bless families)
(May you always in the motherfuckin' heart)
Will I forever be
(In a thug niggaz forever)
(That's right)
(Rest in nigga)

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