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 dedicate song to the gone
I'm'a dedicate this 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! Rest in peace gangsta! Yea! We love you gangsta! Rest in peace gangsta! I know y'all lookin down on me!

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

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

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

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But I'm'a see him at the
I got some blunts and liquor
Sack of D and some bitches I'm'a picture
see him at the crossroads
Cuz that's my mothafuckin'
So he be lonely(lonely)

Yea(yea)