Luyện nghe bài hát Preach

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

I miss the Nawf just my granny, My heart in them trenches
Yo' girl gone on you for nothing
So I'm with these bitches
I think about it every minute, Ain't stoppin' my
On my I got hittas I pay 'em commision
Interrogated by detectives won't 'em I did it
I Montana that I love him, On Dave I meant it
Put 20 on his head, They catch him I send it
Get on my knee on the bed like "Father, forgive me"

Was weed fucked up my profit, I ain't make a dolla'
The fame getting to my niggas, I cut off my
I call on you, I put my trust up in this choppa'
Movin' like he can't get real quick, I bet I stop em'
Nigga give me shit but hand out like I owe him something
I don't give a fuck if we together, I'll show you something
Bitches think they slick, They all 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
the story of a child who was in them streets
Why the fuck I'm taking care of them? They do shit 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 pain and wake up every morning and I'm
They I'm dumb
You got me up I got plenty knowledge
They give a fuck about how I feel
They don't my problems

Just cause you around me, I ain't bout everything you said
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 might 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 steady
Handin' all you niggas money bitch and I steady

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 cell bitch I was cryin' with no one to hold me
Youngboy a soldier, I remember what my grampa me

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

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

Yo' ex just exposed you, Now you mad like I was neva'
Where I come I gotta keep this bitch up on my hip
Momma' forgive me for all the times I use to
Know its a purpose in this world why I to live
It ain't too

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

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

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