Luyện nghe bài hát Crossroads

Yea... yea... this PT... nigga... my DJ SQUEAKY!(SQUEAKY!)... nigga...

I'm'a this song to the gone
All my that left ya live on
I'm'a this song to the gone
I'm'a dedicate song to the gone

Yea... Yea...
What's up John Reed? Uncle Sweet... Uncle Randy(What's up sweet? I see you baby!) Gangstas nigga! Randy Van Troy! in peace gangsta! Yea! We love you gangsta! Rest in peace gangsta! I know y'all niggas lookin down on me!

1]
I'm'a dedicate song to the gone
All my niggas that left ya on
Now Everybody! I need to put ya up!
WeLL UH HUH! I need to put ya up!
I lost a lieutenant, a mother lost her son
A lost a brother, and that's not including others
you touch through your personality
And I lost you the devil breathin'
But I'm'a from ATL
And that I'm missin' you like hell(like hell)
I'm talkin' bout a hood tragedy
And everybody askin me nigga
I love this nigga, we ate
The same fork off the plate together
I I would've been there when they came
I would've 'em in a flame

x2
But see him at the crossroads
I got some blunts and liquor
Sack of D and some bitches I'm'a picture(or pitcher I'm not sure)
I'm'a see him at the
Cuz that's my nigga
So he be lonely(lonely)

2]
Hit the club, hoes where you at
"Chillin' the father" I reply back
Sack after sack after sack after
ain't even have to do ya like that
But niggas full of so I don't fuck wit 'em
lookin crazy, I get right with 'em
They my dog, They killed my ace
I miss ya, Ya can't be replaced
I wish I been there when they jacked
I'd 'em out the door with that mothafuckin' mack
I'd walk blackbottom for my dogs
Look him in his eyes, him in the fog
I ya unc, I miss ya man
And I can't wait to ya hand
And ya close and embrace ya with the other
Man you my mothafuckin'

x2
But I'm'a see him at the
I got some blunts and some
of Timmy D and some bitches I'm'a picture
I'm'a see him at the
Cuz my mothafuckin' nigga
So he be lonely(lonely)

Yea(yea)