Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Talk To Ya

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

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

You know me K-I-S-S, of death
LP soon comin' for y'all bless,
Metallic green 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 the dirt on your back
to hand, like I'm workin' the sack
And I work out my arms so I'll have no problem workin' the Mac

Uh, never been a toe stepper, side
A jumper, I was 10 with twin pumpers
Hustled with the best of
Did it took to make a quarter

I niggas to watch wrestlin'
I'm a heavy threat, D-Block R
Full surface, y'all niggas ain't yet
Yeah, New York is mine, Philly is Cass, back now

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

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

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

Go head, get your beef on, let my wolves get they eat on
And leave you with nothing but your on
But it matter 'cause your feet's gone
Now that's restin' in pieces so go Jesus

You little better ease up
'Cause them dudes you think hot'll see Cass and freeze up
You wan' scrap, roll your up
But I'll rather squeeze 'cause I tryin' to fuck my trees up

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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