Luyện nghe bài hát Can I Talk To You

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

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

Yo, you me K I S S
of Death 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 love how I'm hurtin' the
You wanna Polly but I'm sort of
To like the dirt on ya back
Hand to like I'm workin' the sack
And I work out on my
So I no problem workin' the mack

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

I'm a heavy threat, D-Block, R, Full surface
Y'all ain't ready yet
Yeah, New is mine, Philly is Cass
back

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

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

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

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

You 'lil boys ease up
'Cause dudes you think hot, will see Cass and then freeze up
You scrap? Roll 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 that I was gonn flop, you gonn ya paper

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

I need to to ya
Can I talk to
Ay, holla at cha
Yo, stop runnin' 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 8 and a mask
Nigga it's Jada and Cas I ya face, watin' to blast

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

They runnin' from us 'cause they
I guns for the exercise
And I like insectosides
You bullz recognize

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

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

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

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