Luyện nghe bài hát Teardrops And Closed Caskets

Word it's like all we got
and closed caskets
Throw it up fool, hey
me how you feel homie

It took a week to go down, you recollect and see how it sounds
The whole on a mission, adolescents, penitentiary bound
Now introducin' Trigga
birth, eyes set on gettin' bigger
Just another wild ass
But he was for Precious, what?
But Precious was a girl
Couldn't be no sex that gold Lexus

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

Still no one's knowin', so they goin'
Catchin' comin' out they cars, will they survive?
Two semi automatic nines, them died
Plus in the hood cries, it's like they celebrate
To death and wish could die, so peep the lesson
But wait a minute to Precious
She's snortin' dope in the backseat of Lexus
and closed caskets

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

Don't let ghetto streets get you, Precious
Was the victim, a dime to a nickel
Hopin' God's stick with ya
Picture the neighborhood kingpin, who's bigger
Familiar face, but a man now, it's lil'
Now Lil' Mo was a soldier to the
Down for his homies, always the first to bullets
All he wanted was to be a

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

Hand in hand, understand
How his baby's could disappear
another man and his best friend
Now dangerous, and if you don't believe me
Then watch the way this story ends, and maybe you'll see
ain't no heroes or villains, ain't no pleasure in killin'
Just the smoke the cap, peelin' a man with no feelings
and closed caskets

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

Now with the of poverty, and the tricks to these tales
How many people will die? How will live to tell?
Although best friends before, Lil' and Mo
They in an all out war, over a fiend ain't know
the curtains, their privacy, lust is already laid down
The results is the same with different and it turns out
Y'all know how it is, same old thing in the old town
Lil' Trigg got his nose wide open on this one trick, now played out
Think it's Lil' Mo, was plottin' plans on gettin'
Precious was his way to put his on Lil' Trigga

All the while let's look at
Too dumb to see what's goin' down, too doped up to ask
Used to be comrades, but now we blast on
could be so bad?
God, will we last
From to felonies, small time to sellin' ki's
I can't believe the they tellin' me
They fire, three bodies drop, so call the cops
Precious, Mo and Trigg
Teardrops and closed

I forever be alone?
(Aiy QBIII in motherfucker)
(Teardrops and caskets)
(We dedicate to all the fallen comrades, that's right)
(All the homies that make it to see this day)
(Rest in peace)
Will I be alone?
(Ya I know it's hard out there)
(With and closed caskets)

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

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

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