Luyện nghe bài hát Tell Me

504 I solemnly that I'll snitch
Or testify on any of my
That's the code to the streets, ya me
What's up Krazy, we in
The new no limit code to the streets

Could you tell me my niggas at
In the pen or the grave I'd never that
you tell me Lord what triggered that
I guess these project got a nigga trapped

As I inhale the weed, tears dropping as I leave the
My nigga's in the now, damn this life is scary
Try to hold in my pain, I till I'm buried
This Hennessey got me gone, my are blurry

Face to with reality, my dog is gone
For them bitch niggas that did it, I finger my chrome
And my dogs in the Penn, fifty to life
I'm a soldier I die, mutherfuck 3 strikes

I remember with my niggas for fun
If I bust then you bust, I you my gun
Telly, dog you know I miss you, I got love
Just to be the man you was, I'd probably drink blood

Could you me where my niggas at
In the pen or the I'd never figure that
Could you tell me Lord triggered that
I guess project bricks got a nigga trapped

Could you tell me where my at
In the pen or the grave I'd never figure
Could you me Lord what triggered that
I guess these project got a nigga trapped

Kevin Miller you gone but you always
C and Mac up but we still a click
letters from the Penn, homies feel my pain
25 ten, man it's just a game

When DEA and the persecutors know my
See our skin is black, so our time is borrowed
I'm in a with three killas, so unleash the beast
And the judge a word about cop a plea

They say we angry cause we breathe, uneducated
life so it's strike three, independent
Slanging records call us dealers
C-Murder innocent trapped and we gonna
It so the gonna feel us

Could you me where my niggas at
In the pen or the I'd never figure that
Could you tell me what triggered that
I guess these project got a nigga trapped

Could you tell me where my at
In the pen or the I'd never figure that
Could you tell me Lord triggered that
I guess project bricks got a nigga trapped

Lord accept my nigga mail
Did my homie his soul to get out of jail
I my nigga Mac finally gonna make bail
We hot boy, thugging trying to make mail
The is hell

For my dogs still slang for
Thank God Black is forgiven
I try to tell my homies, ain't no love on the streets
But my niggas hear shit, when it's time to eat

And these soldiers, will your head if you slipping
I like my dog P, nigga I ain't tripping
A dope fiend at 14, look what the done did him
I can hear his scream as the chopper hit him

Could you me where my niggas at
In the pen or the grave I'd figure that
you tell me Lord what triggered that
I guess these project got a nigga trapped

Could you tell me where my at
In the pen or the grave I'd never that
Could you tell me Lord what that
I guess these project bricks got a trapped