Luyện nghe bài hát Teardrops and Closed Caskets

Word it's all we got left
Teardrops and closed
Throw it up fool, hey
me how you feel 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 young Trigga
Since birth, set on gettin' bigger
Just another wild ass
But he was fiendin' for Precious,
But Precious was a girl
be no sex without that 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 reform schools, 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, hittin' blocks with they guns
Somebody's gonna die

Still no one's knowin', so they goin'
Catchin' dealers comin' out they cars, will they
Two automatic nines, them niggaz died
Plus in the hood cries, it's like they celebrate
To death and wish they could die, so the lesson
But a minute back to Precious
She's snortin' dope in the backseat of Trigg's
Teardrops and caskets

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

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

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

in hand, couldn't understand
How his mama could disappear
With another man and his best
Now jealousy's dangerous, and if you don't me
Then the way that 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, 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 tricks to these
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 fiend they ain't
Behind the curtains, their privacy, lust is already laid
The results is the with different names and it turns out
Y'all know how it is, same old thing in the old town
Lil' Trigg got his nose wide on this one trick, now he's played out
Think Lil' Mo, was plottin' plans on gettin' bigger
Precious was his way to put his hands on Lil'

All the let's look at Precious
Too dumb to see what's goin' down, too doped up to ask
to be comrades, but now we blast on sight
What be so bad?
God, will we last
From misdemeanors to felonies, time to sellin' ki's
I can't believe the shit they me
They open fire, three bodies drop, so the cops
Precious, Lil' Mo and
and closed caskets

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

(It's like that's all we got to look forward to days)
(Murders, dyin', funerals)
I forever be alone?
(Shit, it's like I ain't gonna wear another suit,
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 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)
I forever be alone?
(To the homie Boonie, rest in 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 your be deceased, dead on the streets
We can't peace 'til the niggaz get a piece