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, seems I don't believe in

Nobody did nothing for me I'm on my knuckles
Quick to tell a nigga 'em, I come up from nothin'
Bad dreams, heart cold, of lookin' out
Bitch niggas slow to major and they frowned
Goin' shoppin', buyin' belts, even them out
You was not real nigga, you dependin' if loyalty is bought
It's sold to the highest
Black niggas number never reconsider
I was born a god but I got the picture
Couldn't mingle with the peasants, you too for that, you different
in your face, they see you stumble, they'll kick you
Work hard, trap by myself, I don't it
Turn my up, sick of fuckin' with you bitches

the way I'm feelin', pain 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 been contemplated, I really had enough
I think I really had
Wanna believe all the lies that they told me, they told me
Wanna believe all the that they told me, that they told me

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

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

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