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 just like my granny, My heart in them trenches
Yo' gone cheat on you for nothing
So I'm with these bitches
I about it every minute, Ain't stoppin' my mission
On my payroll I got I pay 'em commision
by detectives won't tell 'em I did it
I told Montana I love 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 getting to my niggas, I cut off my partners
Before I 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 me shit but hand out like I owe him something
I don't give a fuck if we step together, I'll you something
Bitches think they slick, all deceive so I'll never love em'
Bre was my first love but she changed so never trust her

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

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

cause you around me, I ain't forget bout everything you said
I let some shots off in the air for my niggas
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 fact I do you nothin'
Mad that I'm up but you you ain't give me nothing
I give up on my mission,
fuck you mean bitch I was hustlin'
Handin' all you niggas money bitch and I strugglin'

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

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

Young nigga fillin' up his arm some heroin
He was abandoned as a child red rum
You spell it backwards, that mean? Nigga MURDER
wrong or right, trustin' nobody till the his time come

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

They don't give a bout me, Bitch
I did something for all y'all, y'all got me up
Out the flap I ain't gotta' smile in nobody
Y'all tell me all y'all
problems, y'all don't ask how I'm huh?
Bitch I feelin' like I'm finna die
Bitch I cry
This for all them young niggas who
And all the people who they babies, You heard me?
Fuck in mind, Y'all ain't making my life no betta'

Young nigga fillin' up his arm some heroin
He was abandoned as a child red rum
You spell it backwards, What that Nigga MURDER
Livin' wrong and right, trustin' nobody till the his time

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