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

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

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

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

Don't let these ghetto get you, Precious
Was the victim, a dime to a nickel
Hopin' God's blessings with ya
the neighborhood kingpin, who's gettin' bigger
Familiar face, but a man now, it's Trigga
Now Mo was a soldier to the fullest
Down for his homies, always the first to spit
All he was to be a thug

pictured his truest homeboy would fall in love
Here's where it ya
Now Precious is pregnant, 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' Lil' Mo
The neighborhood's buzzin', now are talkin'
Lil' Trigga's pictures of the both of 'em walkin'

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

Will I be alone?
(Teardrops and caskets)
(Bury you and look 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 to these tales
How many will die? How many will 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, privacy, lust is already laid down
The results is the same with names and it turns out
Y'all know how it is, same old thing in the old town
Lil' Trigg got his nose open on this one trick, now he's played 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 down, too doped up to ask questions
Used to be comrades, but now we blast on
What could be so
God, will we last
misdemeanors to felonies, small time to sellin' ki's
I can't believe the shit tellin' me
They fire, three bodies drop, so call the cops
Precious, Mo and Trigg
Teardrops and closed

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

(It's that's all we got to look forward to these days)
(Murders, dyin', funerals)
Will I forever be
(Shit, it's like I 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 send out to M'thulu 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 be alone?
(In a niggaz heart 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