Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Take It Wit Cha

Yo, yeah, was somthin I wanted to say, oh yeah, yo
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All that shit that dope get cha (when you die)
You take it wit cha
All that shit that dope get cha (so give it up)
All that that dope might get cha (when you die)
You cant it wit cha
All that that dope might get cha (so listen to this shit)

Most like money, car's, pussy ho
Pockets on swole true's and vogue's
You sell your soul as the story is
a hold on a bitch lookin like Envogue
So ya slang em, gangbang em, hang em
And bitches the money but tricks you cant blame em
Got ducket's, mother fuck it, so ya it
You either Flavor it or ya chuck chuck chuck it
Got a big ol' house that sit on a
Gettin high you die 'cause that's the way you feel
But on the real, I give a fuck what you got
'cause it dont shit when yo ass get shot
Why not, most plot with the gloc
And gloc's go pop piggety pop pop pop
You just cant stop it if they to get cha
And oh yeah, you take it wit cha

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All that shit that dope get cha (when you die)
You cant it wit cha
All that that dope might get cha (none of that)
All that that dope might get cha (when you die)
You cant it wit cha

You might get you a house, a woman, and maybe a
If you dont go first
And tell me what's worse bein or a hearse (huh)
Money is a black man's curse, but
We got to dollar bills,
if I cant see it then the shit aint real
Where I live, crackhead 24-7
No for the city of dope
It aint no heaven, god dont like my
'cause my is hell and it aint no good
Got money to the ceilin' oh what a
O.G. dealin, get peeled and next
Ho's want for some sex
Pussy's get recked dick shoved through they
No respect, you get no so he hit cha
your love like a picture
Ho you take it wit cha

(CHORUS)
All that shit dope might get cha (when you die)
You cant it wit cha
All that shit dope might get cha (none of that)
All that shit that dope get cha (when you die)
You take it wit cha

You cant take it wit cha, no love, no
No one, no gun, no cap to
All the things in life you've had
Get and locked in the bodybag
What's left? Life after death, you dont
you die, you might meet the people you owe
Death row, where we all gon' go
Sell soul to the devil get a tag on your toe
Oh no, no more and television
Get a trip to the morgue for final circumsision
What the fuck? You dont know what from
'cause they even took your and your nuts
Man you cant it wit cha

(CHORUS)
All that shit dope might get cha (when you die)
You cant it wit cha
All that shit that might get cha (none of that)
All that shit that dope get cha (when you die)
You cant it wit cha