Luyện nghe bài hát Can You Hear Me

'Cuz now I wit cha, know that I miss ya, some how I carry on
I can still picture, when I was wit cha you was never gone
I remember the times, all of the bad times
I dedicate this song, to my laid out
my niggaz lay down can ya hear me
I you hear me

Now we was once two niggaz of the kind
Quick to holla at a bitch the same lines
Quick to draw on a nigga with the nines
But at the time we was on some different shit
'Cuz you was with a that I beg to differ wit
I told you a bit and you could get a whiff of it
But you kept a closed nose it came to those hoes

And I'm your nigga so I to smell em wrong for ya
there to take the fault for ya, but if you hear me
I dedicate song for ya, he was setup in a stick up
By a girl he used to pick up on the upper west
I used to him chop a brick up, they found him in his pickup
Pants down and up, leaning with one in his head
And one in his chest, one of the best at husslin' shit
But his downfall was he put his trust in a bitch
And it's up

'Cuz now I ain't wit cha, know I miss ya, some how I carry on
I can picture, when I was wit cha like you was never gone
I remember the times, all of the bad times
I dedicate this song, to my niggaz out
Till my niggaz lay can ya hear me
I know you me

I remember selling three of raw powder
Turn my man into a in 24 hours
He didn't care the money in like 4 hours
On a Benz with like 400 and
And a chain that had Christ on it, a Rollie a lot of ice on it
A pinky ring a price on it, when he come around
Its likely that he
With a pretty in them Nike's that you wanted

It's know he kept it on his hip like a cell phone
If you speak with him you can up on his jail tone
He used to say he wasn't going back without back
And now I'm I wouldn't put it past him
The D's would him, till he finally blacked out
They told my nigga to freeze, but he still out
Shots till his trigger finger got tired
All the said was, "Another nigga dead"
And it's up

'Cuz now I ain't wit cha, know I miss ya, some how I carry on
I can still picture, when I was wit cha like you was never
I remember the good times, all of the bad
I this song, to my niggaz laid out
Till my niggaz lay can ya hear me
I know you me

You can catch me in a red 8-50 nice ass
Great tittles, face pretty know that she date Smitty
A big time dealer doing a state biddin'
Who did more than his share of in the world
Enough to make a think about hurtin' his girl
So he used to tell his queen to to the castle
Away the hassle to the day that he pass through
There's some enemies he might have who may blast you

She for a few years, that's until a few pairs
Convinced her to come and hang out New Year's
It's awhile, you can see it in her smile
And she ran into her man's in the trial
Who started on about how he moving on about
Running with them same niggaz Smitty had about
She off told her girl, she had to drop her kid off
They found her in the lot, somebody blew her lid off
And it's up

'Cuz now I wit cha, know that I miss ya, some how I carry on
I can still picture, when I was wit cha like you was never
I remember the times, all of the bad times
I dedicate this song, to my niggaz out
my niggaz lay down can ya hear me
I you hear me

'Cuz now I ain't wit cha, know I miss ya, some how I carry on
I can still picture, when I was wit cha like you was gone
I remember the times, all of the bad times
I dedicate this song, to my laid out
Till my lay down can ya hear me
I know you me