Luyện nghe bài hát Tell Me

504 I solemnly swear that I'll
Or on any of my homies
That's the to the streets, ya heard me
up Krazy, we in here
The new no limit to the streets baby

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

As I inhale the weed, dropping as I leave the cemetery
My nigga's in the ground now, 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, doing fifty to
I'm a soldier I die, mutherfuck 3 strikes

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

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

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

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

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

They say we cause we can't breathe, uneducated
Facing life so it's strike three,
Slanging call us coke dealers
C-Murder trapped and we gonna fight
It so the world gonna us

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

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

Lord please my nigga mail
Did my homie sell his to get out of jail
I heard my nigga Mac gonna make bail
We hot boy, thugging trying to make mail
The drought is

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

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

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

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