Villz Lowk (Story 2 Tell) - SXL GKANGK

Niggas, bitches Gather 'round I got a story to tell Hear this, hear this Get the whole world The Swatch bred Thoroughbred, shockingly took two to the head Knowledge me God, the shit I'm bout to holler is hard From start, this little nigga had a hell of a heart His pops, bangin that shit in his arms, broken A young mind distorted emotions, is there an upside? His brother got murdered up North by milletas Ma-ma, battlin', cancer, of the colon At the tender age of thirteen, watchin his world close in Blood damn near frozen, from a heart so cold It ain't pumpin out the love no mo', and I feel that Cuz God when you really need it, where the love at? That's why a lot of niggaz got more faith in they gat Freeze that like a photo, take it with you and know This lil' nigga bout to kill all comers for cash flow His role model, the heat, cause it runs streets His motto: 'Nobody eats but me!' Finally this young thug turned pro Used to show love now he got nuttin but hatred and foes Five-double-oh's, hoes so deep He the type of nigga that got it and break down a key Remember me? J to the A, R-U-L, E baby Smell the beef, it continue to uhh, give em hell Fill they bodies with shells and leave niggaz With a story to tell, uh-huh Listen up I got a story to tell On the streets we got guns and drugs for sale Cause you hoes know the game that we play is real Keep your mind on the money and your weapons concealed Listen up I got a story to tell I'm prayin to God, know I'm goin to hell If it's out of my hands, I'll let time prevail, huh Listen up I got a story to tell Listen up I got a story to tell Shit, niggas motherfuckin' die for this shit We do Hustle hard from city to city From state to state All my niggas Let me holla at y'all Son in B'More, we scored more, than ever before Copped the two door, six-double-oh off a raw Show no love for loss since big eight be that lucky Number, we slammed eight of those in Kentucky Kept the currency comin, mo', diamonds New clothes L.A. hoes that'll ride us pronto Once you, lived in luxury, you can't leave it Find yourself, turnin broke bitches into divas Can you believe this? In Cleveland we cuttin these niggaz creepin Tie em on every block, til we shut down shop So keep your glock cocked, one in the head Push the five series drop just in case we gotta spit and spread The alibi be simply, we was in the Carribean With two of our women friends sippin Remi and Henny From there we'll flow, to the Florida Keys and blow trees Fuck a couple of hoes and spend some cheese That's how a boy's life is supposed to be Make our way to N.O. cause we, Bout It Bout It Then down to D.C. where they, cock it pop it Listen up life is nuttin but the hot shit, from here to Wisconsin Y'all niggaz can get it constant It ain't hard that's like pushin dope in the 5th Ward And just to get to God, I'll go through hell And leave the world with a story to tell, heh Listen up I got a story to tell On the streets we got guns and drugs for sale And you hoes know the game that we play is real Keep your mind on the money and your weapons concealed, huh Listen up I got a story to tell I'm prayin to God, know I'm goin to hell If it's out of my hands, I'll let time prevail Listen up I got a story to tell Listen up I got a story to tell Listen up I got a story to tell...

I grew up in the country, six kids in a two room shack Soon as I learned those three chords I had a guitar on my back I wanted to carry a football, that dream came and went real soon Made it through two years of college, thank God I can carry a tune Na na, yeah, thank God I can carry a tune I know love, I know pain Gotta little rusty in the rain I've been lost, I've been found I left my mark on my little bitty town Yeah, I raised me a few good babies Raised me a whole lotta Hell And if I ever get to Heaven I'm gonna have a story to tell Yeah, if I get there I'm gonna have a story to tell I drank a lot of cheap whiskey, shut down too many bars Logan has a dog in the valley, high as the Carolina stars I've kissed some girls Still missed some girls, most beautiful you've ever seen I gave my heart to a woman who didn't give a damn about me I know love, I know pain Gotta little rusty in the rain I've been lost, I've been found I left my mark on my little bitty town Yeah. I raised me a few good babies Raised me a whole lotta Hell And if I ever get to Heaven I'm gonna have a story to tell Yeah, if I get there I'm gonna have a story to tell It's got some parts that'll make you laugh, and some that'll make you cry Some pages I wish I could tear out but I ain't gonna tell no lie 'Cause it's the story of my life Now I can't preach or give no advice, I didn't do everything well But man, just live while you're alive and try to have a story to tell I know love, I know pain I gotta little rusty in the rain Y'all I've been lost, I've been found I left my mark on my little bitty town I've raised me a few good babies I've raised me a whole lotta Hell And if I ever get to Heaven I'm gonna have a story to tell Yeah, if I get there I'll have a real good story to tell Na na, yeah, we'll have a real good story to tell