Luyện nghe bài hát Preach

I the preacher daughter bad, I think I'm a dummy
niggas know what up, Know I'm bout whateva'
I'm in the streets I that heat, You know I be steppin'

I miss the Nawf just like my granny, My heart in them
Yo' gone cheat on you for nothing
So I'm done with these
I think about it every minute, Ain't my mission
On my payroll I got I pay 'em commision
Interrogated by detectives tell 'em I did it
I told Montana that I him, On Dave I meant it
Put 20 thousand on his head, They him I send it
Get on my knee on side the bed like "Father, me"

Was sellin' weed fucked up my profit, I make a dolla'
The fame to my niggas, I cut off my partners
I call on you, I put my trust up in this choppa'
Movin' like he can't get touched quick, I bet I stop em'
Nigga ain't give me shit but hand out I owe him something
I don't give a if we step together, I'll show you something
Bitches think they slick, They all deceive so I'll never em'
Bre was my first but she changed so I'll never trust her

This the of a nigga who ain't neva' bleed
the story of a child who was in them streets
Why the fuck I'm taking care of them? ain't do shit for me
Why the fuck I'm showing you so love?
And you leaving me

Keandre dead, The only thing I think is Tyler
I'm full of and wake up every morning and I'm smilin'
They I'm dumb
You got me fucked up I got knowledge
They don't give a fuck about how I
They don't know my

Just cause you around me, I ain't forget bout everything you
I let some off in the air for my niggas dead
Do anything in the world for you, I'm red
Showin' love to them niggas they bust my head
Mad bout a gun, but for a I won't do you nothin'
Mad that I'm up but you remember you ain't me nothing
I ain't up on my mission,
fuck you bitch I was steady hustlin'
Handin' all you niggas money bitch and I steady

Montana know about my pain and I told him
I told him what he was saying, but shit I had to fold him
Up in cell bitch I was cryin' with no one to hold me
Youngboy a soldier, I what my grampa told me

Batty Bwoy if you cross imma' take your
I'm full of drugs so die if I get caught tonight
my lil' brother and my sons it's gone be alright
NBA'ing to the end, a way of life

Young nigga up his arm with some heroin
He was abandoned as a screaming red rum
You spell it backwards, What mean? Nigga MURDER
Livin' wrong or right, trustin' till the his time come

Yo' ex just exposed you, Now you mad like I was neva'
Where I come from I gotta keep bitch up on my hip
Momma' me for all the times I use to trip
Know its a purpose in this why I need to live
It too long

They don't a fuck bout me, Bitch
I did for all y'all, y'all got me fucked up
Out the flap I gotta' smile in nobody face
Y'all tell me bout all
problems, y'all don't ask how I'm feelin'
Bitch I been feelin' like I'm die
I cry alone
This for all them young who gone
And all the who miss they babies, You heard me?
Fuck everybody in mind, Y'all ain't making my life no

Young nigga up his arm with some heroin
He was abandoned as a screaming red rum
You spell it backwards, What mean? Nigga MURDER
Livin' wrong and right, trustin' till the his time come

Batty if you cross imma' take your life
I'm of drugs so imma' die if I get caught tonight
Tell my lil' brother and my it's gone be alright
to the end, it's a way of life