Luyện nghe bài hát Preach

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

I miss the Nawf just my granny, My heart in them trenches
Yo' gone cheat on you for nothing
So I'm done with bitches
I think it every minute, Ain't stoppin' my mission
On my payroll I got hittas I pay 'em
Interrogated by detectives tell 'em I did it
I told Montana I love him, On Dave I meant it
Put 20 on his head, They catch him I send it
Get on my on side 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 ain't give me but hand out like I owe him something
I don't give a if we step together, I'll show you something
Bitches think they slick, all deceive so I'll never love em'
Bre was my first but she changed so I'll never trust her

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

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

Just cause you around me, I ain't 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 niggas they might bust my head
Mad bout a gun, but for a fact I do you nothin'
Mad that I'm up but you remember you give me nothing
I ain't up on my mission,
fuck you mean bitch I was steady
Handin' all you money bitch and I steady strugglin'

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

Batty Bwoy if you cross imma' your life
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 fillin' up his arm with some
He was as a child screaming red rum
You spell it backwards, What that mean? MURDER
Livin' wrong or right, nobody till the his time come

Yo' ex exposed you, Now you mad like I was neva' here
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 in this world why I need to live
It ain't too

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

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

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