Luyện nghe bài hát Pieces

Adrenaline pumping, heart racing, altercations, we lit
Blood stain the ground, boy get down, you hit
Same hood, different day, same whip, different clip, off
we end up in the same shit

And she don't fuck with niggas niggas is the reason
She got herself inside of this situation in the place
Brooklyn murder a birth place
Facing the city, quoting Biggie on a days
I used to take the with her so none of these lames
Give her the
Living where she was at was a plain picture
I used to paint pictures on how we could gain riches
Instead of listen, she just blew me off
it no mind, but it kind of just threw me off
I guess I out, everybody wants riches and the cars
But she wanted a better family
Because her parents early
Her papa, he was by the force
Mother on crack and she had time to bake us
Then she her to her uncle, her brother played the saviour
Until the day he started datin' chick
That had put him up on mad pills and up mad bills
She told me one night he had got so fucked up
He asleep on his sofa, then woke up a new persona
And walked inside of her room and told her her clothes
And forcefully choking her and telling her not to move
she could even finish, she rolled out in tears and did it
Told me that for years, this night was a of feeling a fear
That she couldn't seem or quit it, the feeling was there
Started talking lower and she told me come
She said she had to choices
So she got involved with niggas that noise
them thangs, you feel
Ran off in her uncle's spot with the steel
Put the to his face with this aim to kill
And said, she don't fuck with niggas, niggas is the reason
She got herself inside of this in the first place
Figured this intimidation was the worst
She sat and blew six in that boy face

Shot, him,

I you, my dear
No, I won't leave you
You hold head up high
I won't let go 'cause I can't you lonely
Can't leave you
Can't leave you
Can't you lonely

He don't with niggas 'cause niggas is the reason
He got himself inside of this situation in the first
He had no figure
He told me his papa got shot in the face
And he can't wait to find out who his
He dedicated his and now wants to know
Who had a motive to his only father
He felt, it had to be somebody
It couldn't be somebody far away that didn't 'im
But take pardon
When he was younger, he used to roll with his
The that used to show him the ropes
She used to tell him, ever let no nigga or woman touch her
And if do
all they would hear is the baka baka baka baka
One day, he was on the rolling
Then, this crack woman came up to him and told him
she was his mother, man, that shit had him frozen
He want to believe her 'til she said,
Boy, you got a above your scrotum
A scar up on your eye, from when you was four,
from when you off in the road
At that point, he at her face and he froze
She told him hold on, it's she gotta show him

She says to him, I was gon' until you got older
But something was on my mind, was pressing, I had to you
The whole block know me and the whole know you
The block been knew this story, but they ain't told you
His mom to him
I hope you know pap was a good man
But he had some nonsense to him
Huh, well, one night, he's up on the pills
I'm tryna tell him stop, but everything I'm fails
You see, lil' cousin in Brooklyn will be relieved
I know she you, but the story's more deeper
Uh, you see, father used to be a creeper
He used to fuck her, to touch her, used to beat her
to leave her
So confused, she lace an old poker and reefer
Wait, I you wanna interrupt but this get deeper
You've been living this
You tryna out who's the nigga
Or the perpetrator of killing your pops,

When cousin is the reason, he got shot nigga
She put six shots in him out the Glock,
This angle was all on his mind
He didn't know what to do, he started his nine and uh
he knew, he aimed it up at his momma and uh
He her right in his spine, he said
is why, my life has been full of lies
Don't nobody care for me, it, what's the use in trying?
Glock on my side, if I put it to my mind
I that I'ma die, but in Heaven, I'd be alive

pumping, heart pacer racing, altercations, we lit
Blood drip the ground, boy get down, you hit
Same hood, different day, same whip, different clip, off
we end up in the same shit

Stunt, get on, slash the dumped-ons
Same block you pump on is the spot you get on
told me the story, it sounded a little crazy
A little Nas, a little 2Pac, Havin' a Baby
How much pressure can you take 'fore you snap or
Love turn to
Fuck shit or fake, you next move may raise the murder
From average to savage, to
It's tragic how the static'll have us at it

I you, my dear
No, I won't you lonely
You hold your head up
I won't let go I can't leave you lonely
Can't you lonely
leave you lonely
Can't you lonely