Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Talk To You

I need to to ya
Can I to you?
Ay, lemme at cha
Yo, runnin' from me

Ayo, this and niggaz is not fuckin' wit me man
Yeah, I'm reckless but you gotta respect it
It's in my DNA man, I was to be a gangsta
talk to 'em man

Yo, you me K I S S
Kiss of LP soon come for ya, bless, bless
Metalic green on the apala the S.S.
And I figured the more niggaz dead the stress

You how I'm hurtin' the track
You wanna Polly but I'm of hard
To like the dirt on ya back
Hand to hand like I'm workin' the
And I work out on my
So I have no problem workin' the

been a toe steppa, side switcher
A fence jumper, I was ten wit ten
wit the best of dem
Did whatever it took to make a
I charged to watch wrestlin'

I'm a heavy threat, D-Block, Double R, surface
Y'all ain't ready yet
Yeah, New York is mine, is Cass
Holla

I to talk to ya
Can I talk to
Ay, holla at cha
Yo, stop runnin' me

I to talk to ya
Can I talk to
Ay, holla at cha
Yo, runnin' from me

You me, C A S S, fresh dressed
Just coped new 4-5's and a fresh vest
I get scout, 'cause a bitch is the best sex
But less talk, you ain't got no in ya left breast

Go head, get ya beef on, I let my wolves get eat on
And leave you wit but ya sneaks on
But it don't matter 'cause ya gonn
Now restin' in pieces so go meet Jesus

You 'lil better ease up
'Cause them dudes you think hot, will see Cass and then up
You wanna scrap? ya sleeves up
But I'd rather squeeze 'cause I trynna fuck my trees up

Or wrinkle my dickie, I the dutch sprinkle the sticky
I you pissed, I got kiss and them wit me, dig me?
'Cause you is haters
And if you bet I was gonn flop, you gonn lose ya paper

I to talk to ya
Can I to you?
Ay, holla at cha
Yo, stop from me

I to talk to ya
Can I to you?
Ay, holla at cha
Yo, stop from me

Ayo, get it ya head it's no stoppin' me
Nigga the R is Double, the Surface is Full, the is D
All it take is a trey 8 and a
Nigga it's and Cas I vision ya face, watin' to blast

If money was food y'all be fastin'
And we stuffin' our face, we wit passion
In the hood like we numbers
Cass ask these why they runnin' from us

runnin' from us 'cause they petrified
I lift guns for the
And I spray like
You better recognize

When the weapon
You can catch slugs in ya
ya vest and die
You on some shit
So I'll leave a on ya face longer
the knife that I cut you wit

I done paid my dews so I'll blow ya out
And then feed it to ya like baby food

I to talk to ya
Can I talk to
Ay, lemme at cha
Yo, stop runnin' me

I to talk to ya
Can I to you?
Ay, holla at cha
Yo, runnin' from me