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 picture, when I was wit cha like you was never gone
I the good 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

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

And I'm nigga so I tried to smell em wrong for ya
Wasn't to take the fault for ya, but if you hear me
I dedicate this for ya, he was setup in a stick up
By a he used to pick up on the upper west side
I used to him chop a brick up, they found him in his pickup
Pants and dick up, leaning with one in his head
And one in his chest, one of the at this 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 still picture, when I was wit cha like you was never
I the good times, all of the bad times
I dedicate this song, to my niggaz out
Till my niggaz lay down can ya me
I you hear me

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

It's well know he kept it on his hip a cell phone
If you speak with him you can up on his jail tone
He used to say he wasn't going without blowing back
And now I'm black I put it past him
The D's would harass him, till he finally out
They told my nigga to freeze, but he still out
Shots fired till his trigger finger got
All the newspapers said was, "Another dead"
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 this song, to my niggaz 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
tittles, face pretty everybody 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 a nigga think about hurtin' his girl
So he used to tell his to stay to the castle
Away from the hassle to the day that he pass
There's some enemies he have who may wanna blast you

She stayed for a few years, that's a few pairs
Convinced her to and hang out around 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 going on about how he on about
with them same niggaz Smitty had warned about
She slid off told her girl, she had to her kid off
They her in the parking lot, somebody blew her lid off
And it's 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 like you was gone
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 know you me

'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 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