Luyện nghe bài hát Teardrops And Closed Caskets

Word it's all we got left
Teardrops and closed
it up fool, hey nigga
Tell me how you homie

It took a week to go down, you and see how crazy it sounds
The town's on a mission, adolescents, penitentiary bound
Now young Trigga
Since birth, set on gettin' bigger
Just another wild ass
But he was fiendin' for Precious,
But Precious was a girl
Couldn't be no sex without that Lexus

But Trigga was heartbroken, he had to get his papers
visions of people smokin' and niggaz catchin' vapors
Got his man from the corner, we'll call him 'Lil Mo
in so many reform schools, they had to let him go
Here's the plot thickens
They got a plot to make a profit with they glocks
call the squad, hittin' blocks with they guns blowin'
Somebody's gonna die

Still no one's knowin', so kept goin'
Catchin' dealers out they cars, will they survive?
Two automatic nines, them niggaz died
Plus nobody in the hood cries, like they celebrate
To death and wish could die, so peep the lesson
But a minute back to Precious
She's snortin' dope in the of Trigg's Lexus
Teardrops and caskets

Will I be alone?
(Teardrops and caskets)
(Teardrops and caskets)
Will I be alone?
(Teardrops and caskets)

Don't let these streets get you, Precious
Was the victim, from a dime to a
Hopin' God's blessings with ya
Picture the neighborhood kingpin, gettin' bigger
Familiar face, but a man now, it's Trigga
Now Lil' Mo was a to the fullest
Down for his homies, the first to spit bullets
All he wanted was to be a

Never his truest homeboy would fall in love
Here's it gets ya
Now Precious is pregnant, lil' Trigga is
He wants to marry her now, not knowin' he the daddy
But precious was lonely lil' Trigga was makin' dough
slippin' in secret places and gettin' with Lil' Mo
The neighborhood's buzzin', now people are
Lil' Trigga's pictures of the both of 'em walkin'

Hand in hand, couldn't
How his mama could disappear
With man and his best friend
Now dangerous, and if you don't believe me
watch the way that this story ends, and maybe you'll see
There no heroes or villains, ain't no pleasure in killin'
Just the smoke from the cap, peelin' a man with no
Teardrops and closed

Will I be alone?
(Teardrops and caskets)
(Bury you dead and ahead)
(A man no feelings)
(Teardrops and caskets)
I forever be alone?
(Teardrops and caskets)
(That's all we got left, all)

Now the problems of poverty, and the tricks to these tales
How many people will die? How many will live to
Although best friends before, Lil' and Mo
They in an all out war, over a fiend they know
Behind the curtains, their privacy, lust is already laid
The results is the with different names and it turns out
know how it is, same old thing in the same old town
Lil' Trigg got his wide open on this one trick, now he's played out
Think it's Mo, was plottin' plans on gettin' bigger
was his way to put his hands on Lil' Trigga

All the while let's at Precious
Too dumb to see what's down, too doped up to ask questions
Used to be comrades, but now we on sight
What could be so
God, we last tonight?
misdemeanors to felonies, small time to sellin' ki's
I believe the shit they tellin' me
They fire, three bodies drop, so call the cops
Precious, Lil' Mo and
and closed caskets

Will I be alone?
(Aiy in this motherfucker)
(Teardrops and caskets)
(We dedicate this to all the fallen comrades, right)
(All the homies that didn't make it to see day)
(Rest in peace)
Will I forever be
(Ya knahmean? I know hard out there)
(With teardrops and caskets)

(It's like all we got to look forward to these days)
(Murders, dyin', funerals)
Will I be alone?
(Shit, it's like I ain't gonna another suit, homey
I ran out of tears)
(We have to do somethin y'all)
(We have to do somethin')
Will I forever be
('Cause I know all these mothers is of seein' the same thing)
(Rest in peace)
(Teardrops and caskets)

(I send this out to Geronimo)
(And to, all the comrades, all the soldiers)
Will I be alone?
(To the homie Boonie, in peace nigga)
(All the that fell, all the homies)
(May God bless families)
(May you always live in the heart)
Will I forever be
(In a niggaz heart forever)
(That's right)
(Rest in nigga)

May your enemies be deceased, on the streets
We can't have 'til the niggaz get a piece