Luyện nghe bài hát Through The Storm

Through the when it be stormin'
Hopin' everything could clear up by the
Niggas tellin' so I gotta be honest
Ask me for the Tellage, you that I'ma run it
Turned up like we want it, we pulled up on that shit
on these niggas, pockets full of blue hundreds
Ain't no goin' back, you know I'm gon' it comin'
Ain't no time to wait, so play, we gon' burn him

Today Friday so you know we on that Clyde and
I got black and white bitches at my door though
I'm in the middle of the room posted a .44
I got it out in case a wanna take a photo
me and 3Three we used to ride up in a stolo
Now I'm in a coupe, it used to be a four-door
Don't pay for cable, he want static, tell him let me know
I'm quick to let a nigga have it, you know I'ma blow
at night I used to sneak out my grandfather window
And I was on a flight, and I was hittin' them licks though
Wasn't for him I wouldn't be shit, so I ain't gotta though
Ten thousand dollars, that ain't shit, I gave him times three though

the night when it be stormin'
Hopin' everything could up by the morning
Niggas tellin' lies so I be honest
Ask me for the Tellage, you that I'ma run it
Turned up like we want it, we pulled up on that shit
Flexin' on these niggas, pockets full of blue
no goin' back, you know I'm gon' keep it comin'
Ain't no time to wait, so play, we gon' burn him

tote no gun but got that Glock When I'm up in a Yo' though
Plus my PO and the police knockin' at my door
I get creative on the track just like a of dope though
I told Nini I'm comin' back, she I'm with a hoe though
Hundred in my pocket when I wanna flex
Back in the day them laughed when I said I'm next
Up the choppa 'case that boy try reach for my neck
You how I pop, fuck that shit, I put his ass to rest

Turned up like we want it, we pulled up on that shit
Flexin' on these niggas, full of blue hundreds
Ain't no goin' back, you know I'm keep it comin'
no time to wait, so nigga play, we gon' burn him