Luyện nghe bài hát Teardrops and Closed Caskets

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

It took a week to go down, you recollect and see how crazy it
The whole town's on a mission, adolescents, bound
Now introducin' young
birth, eyes set on gettin' bigger
Just another wild ass
But he was fiendin' for Precious,
But was a ghetto girl
Couldn't be no sex without gold Lexus

But lil' 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
Been in so many schools, they had to let him go
Here's where the thickens
got a plot to make a profit with they glocks spittin'
They call the squad, hittin' blocks with guns blowin'
gonna die tonight

Still no one's knowin', so they goin'
Catchin' dealers comin' out they cars, will they
Two semi nines, them 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
Teardrops and caskets

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

let these ghetto streets get you, Precious
Was the victim, from a dime to a
God's blessings stick with ya
Picture the neighborhood kingpin, who's gettin'
face, but a man now, it's lil' Trigga
Now Lil' Mo was a to the fullest
for his homies, always the first to spit bullets
All he was to be a thug

Never his truest homeboy would fall in love
where it gets ya
Now Precious is pregnant, lil' is happy
He wants to marry her now, not knowin' he the daddy
But precious was while lil' 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

Hand in hand, understand
How his baby's could disappear
another 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
There ain't no heroes or villains, ain't no pleasure in
Just the smoke from the cap, peelin' a man no feelings
and closed caskets

Will I forever be
(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 die? How many will live to tell?
Although friends before, Lil' Trigga and Mo
They in an all out war, over a fiend they know
Behind the curtains, their privacy, lust is already laid
The results is the with different names and it turns out
Y'all how it is, same old thing in the same old town
Lil' Trigg got his nose wide open on this one trick, now he's out
it's Lil' Mo, was plottin' plans on gettin' bigger
Precious was his way to put his hands on 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 be so bad?
God, we last tonight?
From to felonies, small time to sellin' ki's
I can't the shit they tellin' me
open fire, three bodies drop, so call the cops
Precious, Mo and Trigg
and closed caskets

Will I forever be
(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 forever be
(Ya knahmean? I know it's 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, like I ain't gonna wear another suit, homey
I ran out of tears)
(We gon' to do somethin y'all)
(We have 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 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 be alone?
(In a niggaz heart forever)
(That's right)
(Rest in nigga)

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