Luyện nghe bài hát Blunt Ashes

Yo, I want the Langston Hughes and Haley
Got blazed before they told
I'ma get blazed before I y'all stories

I saw on TV today, this man lost his son, his son
So he had him cremated, took his
And made it to a Diamond ring
Now he watches his son shine
I thought about that, while I sit here ashing in this ash tray, yeah

The makin' of a mad band, intricate stories of DeVante
Ava Gardner, the crashin' of Dean
Bobby Brown influenced by Rick and it goes
Prince Alexander O'Neal to be Morris Day or Jerome

But Alex was puttin' coke in his nose, whylin'
be a myth but I swear that the source was close, Phyllis Hyman
Killed herself, it was crazy, was bad they say
Hathaway freefall from a balcony, he swings

As the blunt ash falls into the ash
I could see my life fly past me
Did I, did I keep it gangsta or keep it
And the money and fame out last me?

The ash falls down in the ash tray
Will I see my life fly past me?
I'm did I keep it gangsta or keep it classy?
Did I? Anything else you wanna know, ask me

Sam trusted Womack with his lady
He tossin' in the grave, like, is how you repay me?'
A change come, wish you didn't trust me so much
Marvin said, 'No mountain's enough, fly stuff'

David was punchin' Tammy Terrell, gave her concussions
While the Brothers was layin' down the percussions
When Flo from the Surpremes died, Diana Ross
people said that she was laughin' inside

As the blunt ash falls into the ash
I could see my whole fly past me
Did I, did I it gangsta or keep it classy?
And will the money and fame out me?

The blunt's ash down in the ash tray
Will I see my whole fly past me?
I'm askin' did I it gangsta or keep it classy?
Did I? Anything you wanna know, just ask me?

John F. Kennedy's, enemies dealt with
It me, Judy Campbell in Gucci sandals
She's what a temptress be, the death of Cosby, what a mystery
Or the Chicagoan Washington, someone is sabotaging them

Watch out for the
Larry killed his brother Roger Troutman
Then he himself, that's the end of Zapp
And I wouldn't a thing, mistakes of the greats
This is what came from their pain from hurt we gain
An exchange

As the ash falls into the ash tray
I see my whole life fly past me
Did I keep it gangsta or it classy?
And will the money and out last me?

The ash falls down in the ash tray
Will I see my whole life fly me?
I'm askin' did I keep it gangsta or keep it
else you wanna know, just ask me?

Wasn't allowed to go to the premier
Could'ya'believe that?, go to premier to her joint
Man, you know were strong back then man
Blunt from my ash tray, nothin' gon' to live me, yeah, yeah, yeah