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 still picture, I was wit cha like you was never gone
I the good 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 same
Quick to holla at a with the same lines
Quick to draw on a nigga with the same
But at the same we was on some different shit
'Cuz you was a bitch that I beg to differ wit
I told you sniff a bit and you get a whiff of it
But you a closed nose when it came to those hoes

And I'm your so I tried to smell em wrong for ya
Wasn't there to take the 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 west
I used to help him chop a brick up, 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 that he put his trust in a
And fucked 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 you was never 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 know you me

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

It's well he kept it on his hip like a cell phone
If you with him you can pick up on his jail tone
He used to say he wasn't going back blowing back
And now I'm I wouldn't put it past him
The D's would harass him, till he finally out
told my nigga to freeze, but he still backed out
Shots till his trigger finger got tired
All the said was, "Another nigga dead"
And fucked up

'Cuz now I ain't wit cha, know that I miss ya, some how I 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 niggaz lay can ya hear me
I you hear me

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

She stayed for a few years, that's until a few
Convinced her to and hang out around New Year's
been 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 had warned about
She slid off her girl, she had to drop her kid off
found 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 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 know you me

'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 remember the times, all of the bad times
I dedicate this song, to my laid out
Till my niggaz lay down can ya me
I you hear me