Luyện nghe bài hát Told Me

Help me

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

Nobody did nothing for me when I'm on my
Quick to tell a nigga fuck 'em, I come up from
Bad dreams, heart cold, of lookin' out
Bitch slow to major and they lookin' frowned
Goin' shoppin', buyin' belts, even them out
You was not real nigga, you dependin' if your loyalty is
sold to the highest 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 your face, they see you stumble, they'll you
hard, trap by myself, I don't kick it
Turn my up, sick of fuckin' with you bitches

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

Searchin' for love in the places
Now I'm givin' up, suicide been contemplated, I really had enough
I I really had enough
Wanna believe all the lies 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 the game well, I'm confused by the news
I don't and choose
ready for death, nigga win or lose
Brains blowed out, I'm goin' to court
Rest in piece Reezy, I miss you swear to God
Marquise got murdered two weeks after we
other boy pussy, he lyin', we never fought
Scared of a the yard he never walked
him in the (?) 'round the freak people
Locker full of shit, nigga I can people
Penitentiary rich, got in the line
BWA, I was strong in the
Drinker come and visit got richer 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 touch 'em, test somethin' nigga, we it out
Bullet after bullet after bullet bullet
down out the cut stand up in your chest
Rubber band up, never it, I'm a skeptic
Ya'll praise a bitch nigga but I still get it yet

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

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