Luyện nghe bài hát Can You Hear Me

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

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

And I'm your so I tried to smell em wrong for ya
Wasn't there to 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 west side
I used to help him chop a up, they found him in his pickup
down and dick up, leaning with one in his head
And one in his chest, one of the best at husslin' shit
But his was that 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 you was never gone
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 know you me

I remember selling three of raw powder
Turn my man into a star in 24
He care spent the money 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, he come around
Its likely he blunted
With a pretty lady in them that you wanted

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 to say he wasn't going back without blowing back
And now I'm I wouldn't put it past him
The D's would harass him, till he blacked out
told my nigga to freeze, but he still backed out
Shots fired till his finger got tired
All the newspapers said was, "Another dead"
And fucked up

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

You can catch me in a cherry red nice ass
Great tittles, face pretty everybody that she date Smitty
A big time dealer thats doing a biddin'
Who did than his share of dirt in the world
to make a nigga think about hurtin' his girl
So he to tell his queen to stay to the castle
from the hassle to the day that he pass through
There's some enemies he might who may wanna blast you

She stayed for a few years, until a few pairs
her to come and hang out around New Year's
It's awhile, you can see it in her smile
And she ran into her co-defendant in the trial
Who started on about how he moving on about
Running with them same niggaz Smitty had warned
She slid off 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 ain't wit cha, know 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 dedicate song, to my niggaz 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 the good times, all of the bad times
I dedicate this song, to my niggaz out
Till my lay down can ya hear me
I know you me