Luyện nghe bài hát Blunt Ashes

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

I saw on TV today, this man his son, his son died
So he had him cremated, his ashes
And then it to a Diamond ring
Now he watches his son everyday
I just thought that, while I sit here ashing in this ash tray, yeah

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

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

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

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

Sam trusted with his main lady
He tossin' in the grave, like, 'This is how you repay
A gon' come, wish you didn't trust me so much
Marvin said, 'No high enough, fly stuff'

David Ruffin was Tammy Terrell, gave her concussions
the Funk Brothers was layin' down the percussions
When Flo from the Surpremes died, Ross cried
Many people said that she was inside

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

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

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

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

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

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

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