Luyện nghe bài hát Can 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 good times, all of the bad
I dedicate song, to my niggaz laid out
Till my niggaz lay can ya hear me
I know you me

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

And I'm your nigga so I to smell em wrong for ya
Wasn't to take the fault for ya, but if you hear me
I this song for ya, he was setup in a stick up
By a girl he used to pick up on the upper side
I used to help him chop a brick up, they him in his pickup
Pants down and dick up, leaning one in his head
And one in his chest, one of the best at this husslin'
But his downfall was he put his trust in a bitch
And fucked up

'Cuz now I ain't wit cha, know that I 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 song, to my niggaz laid out
Till my niggaz lay down can ya me
I you hear me

I remember selling three of raw powder
Turn my man a star in 24 hours
He didn't care spent the in like 4 hours
On a Benz with 400 and horsepower
And a chain that had on it, a Rollie with a lot of ice on it
A pinky ring with a price on it, when he around
Its that he blunted
With a pretty lady in 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 pick up on his jail
He used to say he wasn't going without blowing back
And now I'm black I wouldn't put it him
The D's would harass him, he finally blacked out
They told my to freeze, but he still backed out
Shots till his trigger finger got tired
All the newspapers was, "Another nigga dead"
And it's up

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

You can catch me in a cherry red 8-50 ass
Great tittles, pretty everybody know that she date Smitty
A big time dealer thats 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 from the hassle to the day he pass through
There's enemies he might have who may wanna blast you

She stayed for a few years, that's until a few
Convinced her to come and out around New Year's
It's been awhile, you can see it in her
And she ran her man's co-defendant in the trial
Who started going on how he moving on about
with them same niggaz Smitty had warned about
She slid off her girl, she had to drop her kid off
They her in the parking lot, somebody blew her lid off
And fucked up

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