笨小笨Story To Tell (From Belly Soundtrack)歌词由Ja Rule演唱，出自专辑《Belly (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)》，下面是《Story To Tell (From Belly Soundtrack)》完整版歌词！
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Story To Tell - Ja Rule
Written by：Robert Mays
Artistja rule
Songs titlestory to tell
Niggas b**ches
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 sh*t
I'm bout to holler is hard
From start this little
n***a had a hell of a heart
His pops bangin that sh*t
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 d**n 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' n***a 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 n***a 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
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 la hoes
That'll ride us pronto
Once you lived in luxury you can't leave it
Find yourself turnin broke
B**ches 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
F**k a couple of hoes and spend some cheese
That's how a boy's life is supposed to be
Make our way to no cause we bout it bout it
Then down to dc where they cock it pop it
Listen up life is nuttin
But the hot sh*t from here to wisconsin
Y'all niggaz can get it constant
It ain't hard that's like
Pushin d**e 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 y
Our 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
