Luyện nghe bài hát Preach

I turned the daughter bad, I think I'm a dummy
These know what up, Know I'm bout whateva'
I'm in the streets I that heat, You know I be steppin'

I miss the Nawf just my granny, My heart in them trenches
Yo' girl gone cheat on you for
So I'm done with bitches
I think about it every minute, Ain't my mission
On my payroll I got hittas I pay 'em
Interrogated by detectives tell 'em I did it
I told Montana that I love him, On Dave I it
Put 20 on his head, They catch him I send it
Get on my knee on side the bed "Father, forgive me"

Was sellin' weed fucked up my profit, I make a dolla'
The fame getting to my niggas, I cut off my
Before I call on you, I put my up in this choppa'
Movin' like he get touched real quick, I bet I stop em'
Nigga ain't give me shit but hand out like I owe him
I don't give a fuck if we step together, I'll show you
think they slick, They all deceive so I'll never love em'
Bre was my first love but she changed so I'll trust her

This the files of a nigga who ain't bleed
This the story of a who was in them streets
Why the fuck I'm care of them? They ain't do shit for me
Why the I'm showing you so much love?
And you leaving me

Keandre dead, The only I think about is Tyler
I'm full of pain and wake up every and I'm smilin'
They think I'm
You got me fucked up I got knowledge
They give a fuck about how I feel
They don't know my

Just cause you around me, I ain't bout everything you said
I let shots off in the air for my niggas dead
Do in the world for you, I'm livin' red
Showin' love to them they might bust my head
Mad bout a gun, but for a fact I do you nothin'
Mad that I'm up but you you ain't give me nothing
I give up on my mission,
fuck you mean bitch I was hustlin'
Handin' all you niggas money bitch and I steady

Montana about my pain and everything I told him
I told him watch what he was saying, but shit I had to him
Up in that cell bitch I was cryin' no one to hold me
Youngboy a soldier, I remember my grampa told me

Batty Bwoy if you cross imma' take life
I'm full of so imma' die if I get caught tonight
Tell my lil' brother and my sons it's gone be
NBA'ing to the end, a way of life

nigga fillin' up his arm with some heroin
He was as a child screaming red rum
You spell it backwards, that mean? Nigga MURDER
wrong or right, trustin' nobody till the his time come

Yo' ex exposed you, Now you mad like I was neva' here
Where I from I gotta keep this bitch up on my hip
Momma' me for all the times I use to trip
Know its a purpose in this world why I need to
It ain't too

They don't give a bout me, Bitch
I did for all y'all, y'all got me fucked up
Out the flap I gotta' smile in nobody face
tell me bout all y'all
problems, y'all don't ask how I'm feelin'
I been feelin' like I'm finna die
Bitch I cry
This for all them young who gone
And all the people who miss babies, You heard me?
Fuck everybody in mind, Y'all ain't making my life no

nigga fillin' up his arm with some heroin
He was as a child screaming red rum
You spell it backwards, What that Nigga MURDER
Livin' wrong and right, trustin' nobody till the his time

Batty if you cross imma' take your life
I'm full of so imma' die if I get caught tonight
Tell my lil' brother and my sons gone be alright
NBA'ing to the end, it's a way of