Luyện nghe bài hát Story I Tell

Dope on the scale, man you never it
Hundred juug, no you never hit it
You never on the road to riches
the story I tell so you pay attention
Cold turkey, we had to eat it
So I take that pot and beat it
You never been on the road to
Take your pen and your pad you gonna need it
Trap money, me and my dogs it
bitch, me and my dogs hit it
Drop the head on the then fall in it
we dropped Versace, then y'all did it
They hate we came from the Northside
lived in the city, got mob ties
They hate that we came in with juice
nigga just dabbin' first day of school

Remember the days with the pocket
Turned the bando to a fucking hot
It's a million in the corner pocket
I just the rock like I'm John Stockton
African diamonds, Olajuwon, Rockets
My niggas they got the nose on guns, that go about it
Ain't no to talk about it
Megaton trucks, it don't enough
Had to take out the plug, he was up
You mad your label do finger fucks
QC the label got bucks
Gas off in the of the Sprinter bus
Say that you trapping, you got touchin' butts
This is the life of the Hefty
You that them ounces don't weigh enough

on the scale, man you never seen it
Hundred juug, no you never hit it
You never been on the to riches
This the I tell so you pay attention
Cold turkey, we had to eat it
So I take pot and fucking beat it
You never been on the to riches
your pen and your pad cause you gonna need it
Trap money, me and my spend it
Your bitch, me and my hit it
Drop the head on the Bentley fall in it
When we Versace, then y'all did it
They hate we came from the Northside
lived in the city, got mob ties
They hate we came in with plenty juice
Young nigga just dabbin' day of school

I a long way from dropping a visit
the plug for his riches
Wake up in the morning, I go the spatula
Walk in the kitchen and me a chicken
Her wrist is a Masi, my is a Bentley
Blue Benjamins that can pay tuition
said that Activis been discontinued
Double cup, a still be sipping
Got a plug out in
Wrap it up, it to Finley
I trap out the bando, trap out the trap house
And you with, we with it
Came a long way that midget
taller than a midget
I the Mac like a midget
we made us a milli, we did it
Fuck the negativity, fuck the

Dope on the scale, man you never it
Hundred juug, no you never hit it
You been on the road to riches
This the I tell so you pay attention
Cold turkey, we had to eat it
So I take pot and fucking beat it
You never on the road to riches
Take your pen and your pad you gonna need it
Trap money, me and my dogs it
bitch, me and my dogs hit it
Drop the head on the Bentley then in it
we dropped Versace, then y'all did it
They hate that we came the Northside
Then lived in the city, got mob
They hate that we came in with juice
Young nigga just dabbin' first day of

hate that that money start coming in
And I be too fresh, I call it mints
I was on the block, you was on
Giuseppe stepping, and my diamonds compliments
QC my label, and my establishment
Supercharge my Bentley, I call it Clark
Me and my niggas spread the butter,
the martian, got Raris, I cut off the engines
Now it
You can catch a in your carcass
100 band juug, and you wasn't a
I took the plug off and we had a
You telling a story me, I'm the author
These bitches be choosing, digging my posture
Whipping babies, I'm not talking bout
on these baby ballers
Little babies get stuck call me stepfather

Dope on the scale, man you never it
band juug, no you never hit it
You never been on the road to
This the story I tell so you pay
Cold turkey, we had to eat it
So I take that pot and beat it
You been on the road to riches
Take your pen and your pad cause you need it
Trap money, me and my dogs it
Your bitch, me and my hit it
Drop the on the Bentley then fall in it
we dropped Versace, then y'all did it
They hate that we came from the
Then in the city, got mob ties
They hate that we came in with plenty
Young nigga dabbin' first day of school