Luyện nghe bài hát Teardrops and Closed Caskets

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

It took a week to go down, you recollect and see how it sounds
The town's on a mission, adolescents, penitentiary bound
Now introducin' Trigga
Since birth, set on gettin' bigger
another wild ass nigga
But he was fiendin' for Precious,
But was a ghetto girl
Couldn't be no sex that gold Lexus

But lil' Trigga was heartbroken, he had to get his
Seein' visions of people smokin' and niggaz vapors
Got his man from 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 a profit with they glocks spittin'
They call the squad, hittin' blocks with they blowin'
gonna die tonight

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

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

Don't let ghetto streets get you, Precious
Was the victim, from a dime to a
Hopin' God's blessings stick ya
Picture the neighborhood kingpin, who's gettin'
Familiar face, but a man now, it's Trigga
Now Lil' Mo was a soldier to the
Down for his homies, always the first to bullets
All he was to be a thug

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

in hand, couldn't understand
How his baby's mama disappear
another man and his best friend
Now dangerous, and if you don't believe me
Then watch the way that this 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 with the problems of poverty, and the to these tales
How many people die? How many will live to tell?
Although best friends before, Trigga and Mo
They in an all out war, over a they ain't know
Behind the curtains, their privacy, lust is already down
The results is the same different names and it turns out
Y'all know how it is, same old thing in the same old
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'
Precious was his way to put his hands on Lil'

All the while look at Precious
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 believe the shit they tellin' me
They open fire, bodies drop, so call the cops
Precious, Mo and Trigg
Teardrops and closed

Will I 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 make it to see day)
(Rest in peace)
Will I be alone?
(Ya knahmean? I it's hard out there)
(With teardrops and caskets)

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

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