Luyện nghe bài hát Blunt Ashes

Yo, I want the Hughes and Alex Haley
Got blazed they told stories
I'ma get before I tell y'all stories

I saw on TV today, man lost his son, his son died
So he had him cremated, took his
And then made it to a ring
Now he watches his son shine
I just thought that, while I sit here ashing in this ash tray, yeah

The makin' of a mad band, intricate stories of DeVante
Ava Gardner, the crashin' of James
Bobby Brown by Rick James and it goes
Prince Alexander O'Neal to be Morris Day or Jerome

But Alex was puttin' in his nose, **** whylin'
Could be a myth but I that the source was close, Phyllis Hyman
herself, it was crazy, mommy was bad they say
Donny Hathaway freefall from a balcony, he

As the blunt ash into the ash tray
I could see my whole fly past me
Did I, did I keep it gangsta or it classy?
And the money and fame out last me?

The blunt's ash falls down in the ash
Will I see my whole fly past me?
I'm askin' did I it gangsta or keep it classy?
Did I? Anything else you know, just ask me

Sam trusted Womack with his lady
He tossin' in the grave, like, 'This is how you me?'
A change gon' come, wish you didn't trust me so
Marvin said, 'No mountain's high enough, fly

David Ruffin was punchin' Tammy Terrell, her concussions
While the Funk Brothers was down the percussions
Flo from the Surpremes died, Diana Ross cried
Many people said that she was inside

As the ash falls into the ash tray
I could see my life fly past me
Did I, did I keep it gangsta or it classy?
And will the money and out last me?

The blunt's ash falls in the ash tray
Will I see my whole life fly me?
I'm did I keep it gangsta or keep it classy?
Did I? Anything you wanna know, just ask me?

John F. Kennedy's, enemies with treachery
It interests me, Judy in Gucci sandals
She's what a temptress be, the death of Ennis Cosby, a mystery
Or the Chicagoan Harold Washington, someone is sabotaging

Watch out for the
Larry Troutman killed his brother Troutman
Then he killed himself, that's the end of
And I change a thing, mistakes of the greats
is what came from their pain from their hurt we gain
An exchange

As the blunt ash falls into the ash
I could see my life fly past me
Did I keep it gangsta or keep it
And will the and fame out last me?

The blunt's ash falls in the ash tray
I see my whole life fly past me?
I'm askin' did I keep it gangsta or keep it
Anything else you wanna know, ask me?

Wasn't even allowed to go to the
Could'ya'believe that?, couldn't go to to her joint
Man, you know they were strong back man
Blunt my ash tray, nothin' gon' to live past me, yeah, yeah, yeah