Luyện nghe bài hát Through The Storm

Through the night it be stormin'
everything could clear up by the morning
Niggas tellin' so I gotta be honest
Ask me for the Tellage, you know I'ma run it
up like we want it, we pulled up on that dumb shit
Flexin' on niggas, pockets full of blue hundreds
Ain't no goin' back, you know I'm keep it comin'
no time to wait, so nigga play, we gon' burn him

Today Friday so you know we on that Clyde and
I got and white bitches knockin' at my door though
I'm in the middle of the room with a .44
I got it out in a nigga wanna take a photo
Remember me and 3Three we used to up in a stolo
Now I'm in a two-door coupe, it used to be a
Don't pay for cable, he want static, tell him let me know
I'm quick to let a nigga have it, you know blow though
Late at night I used to out my grandfather window
And I was coolin' on a flight, and I was them licks though
Wasn't for him I wouldn't be shit, so I ain't trip though
Ten thousand dollars, that ain't shit, I gave him that times though

Through the when it be stormin'
Hopin' everything clear up by the morning
Niggas tellin' so I gotta be honest
Ask me for the Tellage, you know I'ma run it
up like we want it, we pulled up on that dumb shit
Flexin' on these niggas, pockets of blue hundreds
Ain't no back, you know I'm gon' keep it comin'
Ain't no to wait, so nigga play, we gon' burn him

tote no gun but got that Glock When I'm up in a Yo' though
Plus my PO and the knockin' at my door though
I get creative on the track just like a blunt of though
I told Nini I'm comin' back, she I'm with a hoe though
Hundred in my pocket when I wanna flex
Back in the day niggas laughed when I said I'm next
Up with the choppa 'case boy try reach for my neck
You how I pop, fuck that shit, I put his ass to rest

Turned up like we it, we pulled up on that dumb shit
Flexin' on these niggas, pockets full of hundreds
Ain't no goin' back, you know I'm keep it comin'
Ain't no time to wait, so nigga play, we gon' him