Luyện nghe bài hát Preach

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

I miss the Nawf just like my granny, My in them trenches
Yo' gone cheat on you for nothing
So I'm with these bitches
I about it every minute, Ain't stoppin' my mission
On my payroll I got I pay 'em commision
by detectives won't tell 'em I did it
I told Montana I love him, On Dave I meant it
Put 20 thousand on his head, They catch him I it
Get on my on side the bed like "Father, forgive me"

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

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

dead, The only thing I think about is Tyler
I'm full of pain and up every morning and I'm smilin'
They I'm dumb
You got me fucked up I got plenty
don't give a fuck about how I feel
They don't my problems

cause you around me, I ain't forget bout everything you said
I let some shots off in the air for my niggas
Do anything in the for you, I'm livin' red
Showin' love to them niggas they might bust my
Mad a gun, but for a fact I won't do you nothin'
Mad that I'm up but you remember you ain't give me
I ain't up on my mission,
fuck you mean bitch I was hustlin'
Handin' all you niggas money and I steady strugglin'

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

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

Young nigga fillin' up his arm with some
He was as a child screaming red rum
You spell it backwards, What that Nigga MURDER
Livin' wrong or right, trustin' till the his time come

Yo' ex just exposed you, Now you mad I was neva' here
Where I come from I gotta this bitch up on my hip
Momma' forgive me for all the I use to trip
Know its a purpose in this why I need to live
It too long

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

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

Batty if you cross imma' take your life
I'm full of drugs so 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