Luyện nghe bài hát Preach

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

I the Nawf just like my granny, My heart in them trenches
Yo' gone cheat on you for nothing
So I'm done these bitches
I think about it every minute, Ain't stoppin' my
On my I got hittas I pay 'em commision
Interrogated by detectives tell 'em I did it
I told 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
Before I call on you, I put my up in this choppa'
Movin' he can't get touched 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 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 so I'll never trust her

This the files of a nigga who neva' bleed
This the story of a child who was in them
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

Keandre dead, The 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
don't 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 shots off in the air for my dead
Do anything in the for you, I'm livin' red
Showin' love to them niggas they might bust my
Mad bout a gun, but for a I won't do you nothin'
Mad that I'm up but you remember you give me nothing
I ain't up on my mission,
you mean bitch I was steady hustlin'
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 that bitch I was cryin' with no one to hold me
Youngboy a soldier, I remember what my told me

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

Young nigga up his arm with some heroin
He was as a child screaming red rum
You spell it backwards, What 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 this up on my hip
Momma' me for all the times I use to trip
Know its a purpose in this world why I to live
It too long

They don't give a fuck bout me,
I did something for all y'all, y'all got me up
Out the flap I ain't gotta' smile in face
tell me bout all y'all
problems, y'all don't ask how I'm huh?
Bitch I been feelin' I'm finna die
I cry alone
This for all them young who gone
And all the people who miss they babies, You me?
Fuck in mind, Y'all ain't making my life no betta'

Young nigga fillin' up his arm some heroin
He was as a child screaming 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 your
I'm full of drugs so imma' die if I get tonight
Tell my lil' brother and my sons it's gone be
to the end, it's a way of life