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 feel

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

But Trigga was heartbroken, he had to get his papers
Seein' visions of people smokin' and niggaz 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 the plot thickens
They got a plot to make a profit they glocks spittin'
They call the squad, hittin' with they guns blowin'
Somebody's gonna die

Still no one's knowin', so they kept
Catchin' dealers comin' out they cars, will they
Two semi nines, them niggaz died
Plus nobody in the hood cries, it's like celebrate
To death and they could die, so peep the lesson
But wait a minute back to
She's dope in the backseat of Trigg's Lexus
and closed caskets

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

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

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

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

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 tricks to tales
How many people will die? How many will live to
Although friends before, Lil' Trigga and Mo
They in an all out war, over a fiend they ain't
Behind the curtains, their privacy, is already laid down
The results is the same different names and it turns out
Y'all know how it is, same old in the same old town
Lil' Trigg got his nose wide on this one trick, now he's played out
it's Lil' Mo, was plottin' plans 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
Used to be comrades, but now we blast on
What be so bad?
God, we last tonight?
From misdemeanors to felonies, time to sellin' ki's
I can't the shit they tellin' me
They open fire, three bodies drop, so call the
Precious, Lil' Mo and
Teardrops and closed

I forever be alone?
(Aiy in this motherfucker)
(Teardrops and caskets)
(We dedicate this to all the comrades, that's right)
(All the homies didn't make it to see this day)
(Rest in peace)
Will I forever be
(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)
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')
Will I be alone?
('Cause I know all these is tired of seein' 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 be alone?
(To the homie Boonie, in peace nigga)
(All the homies fell, all the homies)
(May God your families)
(May you always live in the heart)
I forever be alone?
(In a niggaz 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