Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Talk To Ya

Gyeah, I to talk to you, okay
Can I talk to
Come on, come on, on
Hey, let me at you
Come on, come on, on
Yo, stop runnin' me

A yo, this Cassidy and is not fuckin' with me man
Yeah, I'm wreckless but you gotta respect it
It's in my DNA man, I was to be a gangsta
Yeah, Kiss, to 'em

You know me K-I-S-S, of death
LP soon comin' for y'all bless,
green paint on the Impala, the SS
And I figure the more niggas dead, the less

You love how I'm hurtin' the
You wanna polly but I'm sort of hard to reach like the on your back
Hand to hand, like I'm workin' the
And I work out my arms so I'll have no problem workin' the Mac

Uh, been a toe stepper, side switcher
A fence jumper, I was 10 with pumpers
Hustled with the best of
Did it took to make a quarter

I charge to watch wrestlin'
I'm a heavy threat, double R
Full surface, y'all ain't ready yet
Yeah, New York is mine, is Cass, holla back now

Gyeah, I to talk to you, okay
Can I talk to
on, come on, come on
Hey, let me at you
on, come on, come on
Yo, stop runnin' me

Gyeah, I need to to you, okay
Can I talk to
Come on, on, come on
Hey, let me at you
Come on, on, come on
Yo, stop runnin' me

You know me, C-A-S-S, fresh
Just copped some new 45's and a vest
I just scout 'cause a mouth is the best sex
But less talk, you ain't got no heart in left breast

Go head, get your on, I'll let my wolves get they eat on
And leave you with nothing but your on
But it don't matter 'cause your gone
Now that's restin' in so go meet Jesus

You little boys ease up
'Cause them dudes you think hot'll see Cass and then up
You wan' scrap, roll your up
But I'll rather squeeze 'cause I ain't tryin' to my trees up

Or wrinkle my Dickie, I crack a dutch, the sticky
I you pissed, I got Kiss and 'em wit me, dig me
'Cause you dudes is haters and if you bet
I was gon' flop, you lose your paper, nigga

Gyeah, I need to to you, okay
Can I to you?
Come on, on, come on
Hey, let me at you
on, come on, come on
Yo, stop from me

Gyeah, I need to to you, okay
Can I talk to
on, come on, come on
Hey, let me at you
Come on, on, come on
Yo, runnin' from me

A yo, get it through your head, no stoppin' me
Nigga, the R is double, the surface is full, the is D
All it take is a 8 and a mass nigga
It's and Cass, I vision your face waitin' to blast

If money was food, niggas be fastin'
And we stuffin' our and eatin' with passion
In the herd like we run in
Cass, ask motherfuckers why they runnin' from us

They runnin' from us, 'cause petrified
I lift guns for the exercise and I spray insecticides
You bugs better when the weapon rise
You can slugs in your chest through your vest and die

You on sucker shit so I'll leave a scar on your face
Longer the knife that I cut you wit, prick
I done paid my so I'll blow your brains out
And then feed it to your like baby food, bitch

Gyeah, I need to to you, okay
Can I talk to
Come on, come on, on
Hey, let me at you
Come on, on, come on
Yo, runnin' from me

Gyeah, I to talk to you, okay
Can I talk to
Come on, on, come on
Hey, let me at you
Come on, on, come on
Yo, stop from me