Luyện nghe bài hát Told Me

Help me

Hate the way I'm feelin', killers in the cup
Pray to God I wanna end it, I don't believe in much

did nothing for me when I'm on my knuckles
Quick to tell a nigga fuck 'em, I come up nothin'
Bad dreams, heart cold, of lookin' out
niggas slow to major and they lookin' frowned
Goin' shoppin', buyin' belts, even help out
You was not real nigga, you dependin' if loyalty is bought
It's sold to the bidder
Black bitch number never reconsider
I was a god but I finally got the picture
mingle with the peasants, you too good for that, you different
Smilin' in face, they see you stumble, they'll kick you
Work hard, by myself, I don't kick it
Turn my nose up, sick of fuckin' you bitches

Hate the way I'm feelin', killers in the cup
Pray to God I wanna end it seems I don't in much

Searchin' for love in the wrong
Now I'm givin' up, suicide contemplated, think I really had enough
I think I had enough
believe all the lies that they told me, that they told me
Wanna believe all the lies that they told me, that they me

We the same cell, helped 'em borrow
Now they play the game well, I'm confused by the
I don't and choose
Everyday ready for death, win or lose
Brains blowed out, I'm goin' to court
Rest in gangster Reezy, I miss you swear to God
Marquise got two weeks after we talked
That other boy pussy, he lyin', we fought
Scared of a the yard he never walked
Caught him in the (?) 'round the freak
Locker full of shit, nigga I can feed
rich, got phones in the line
BWA, I was in the mind
Drinker and visit got richer just let it pow
Julio I miss you, hit me when you get out
Free throw to (?) right on consignment could get him out
I don't want to 'em, test somethin' nigga, we swap it out
Bullet after bullet after after bullet
Walked down out the cut stand up in chest
Rubber band up, never it, I'm a skeptic
praise a bitch nigga but I still ain't get it yet

Hate the way I'm feelin', pain in the cup
Pray to God I wanna end it seems I believe in much

Searchin' for love in the places
Now I'm givin' up, suicide been contemplated, think I really had
I think I had enough
Wanna believe all the lies that they told me, that they me
Wanna all the lies that they told me, that they told me

Hate the way I'm feelin', killers in the cup
Pray to God I wanna end it I don't believe in much