Luyện nghe bài hát Can You Hear Me

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

Now we was once two niggaz of the same
to holla at a bitch with 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 bitch I beg to differ wit
I told you a bit and you could get a whiff of it
But you kept a closed when 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 this song for ya, he was setup in a stick up
By a girl he used to pick up on the west side
I used to help him chop a up, they found him in his pickup
Pants down and dick up, leaning with one in his
And one in his chest, one of the best at husslin' shit
But his downfall was he put his trust in a bitch
And fucked up

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

I remember three bricks of raw powder
Turn my man into a in 24 hours
He didn't care spent the money in like 4
On a with like 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 come
Its that he blunted
With a lady in them Nike's that you wanted

It's well 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 back without back
And now I'm black I wouldn't put it him
The D's would him, till he finally blacked out
told my nigga 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

now I ain't 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 laid out
Till my lay down can ya hear me
I you hear me

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

She stayed for a few years, that's until a few
her to come and hang out around New Year's
It's been awhile, you can see it in her
And she ran into her man's in the trial
Who going on about how he moving on about
Running with them same niggaz Smitty had 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 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 you was never gone
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

'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 this song, to my niggaz laid out
Till my niggaz lay down can ya me
I know you me