Luyện nghe bài hát Teardrops and Closed Caskets

Word it's all we got left
Teardrops and caskets
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
birth, eyes set on gettin' bigger
Just wild ass nigga
But he was fiendin' for Precious,
But was a ghetto girl
Couldn't be no sex without that Lexus

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

Still no one's knowin', so they kept
Catchin' dealers comin' out they cars, will they
Two semi automatic nines, them died
Plus nobody in the hood cries, it's they celebrate
To death and wish they could die, so peep the
But wait a minute to Precious
She's snortin' dope in the backseat of 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, from a dime to a
Hopin' God's stick with ya
the neighborhood kingpin, who's gettin' bigger
Familiar face, but a man now, it's lil'
Now Mo was a soldier to the fullest
Down for his homies, always the to spit bullets
All he wanted was to be a

Never pictured his truest would fall 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 while lil' Trigga was makin' dough
She's slippin' in secret and gettin' with Lil' Mo
The buzzin', now people 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
There no heroes or villains, ain't no pleasure in killin'
the smoke from the cap, peelin' a man with no feelings
Teardrops and caskets

Will I forever be
(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 will die? How many live to tell?
Although best friends before, Lil' and Mo
They in an all out war, over a they ain't know
Behind the curtains, their privacy, lust is already laid
The results is the same with different and it turns out
Y'all know how it is, old thing in the same old town
Lil' Trigg got his wide open 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 while look at Precious
Too dumb to see goin' down, too doped up to ask questions
Used to be comrades, but now we on sight
What be so bad?
God, will we tonight?
misdemeanors to felonies, small time to sellin' ki's
I can't believe the shit they me
They open fire, three bodies drop, so call the
Precious, Mo and Trigg
Teardrops and caskets

Will I be alone?
(Aiy in this 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 I know 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 like I ain't gonna another suit, homey
I ran out of tears)
(We gon' have to do 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 this out to M'thulu Geronimo)
(And to, all the comrades, all the soldiers)
I forever be alone?
(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 thug niggaz 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