Luyện nghe bài hát Crossroads

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

I'm'a dedicate song to the gone
All my niggas that ya live on
I'm'a dedicate this song to the
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! Rest in peace gangsta! Yea! We love you gangsta! Rest in peace gangsta! I know niggas lookin down on me!

1]
I'm'a dedicate this to the gone
All my niggas that ya live on
Now Everybody! I need to put ya up!
WeLL UH HUH! I to put ya lighters up!
I done lost a lieutenant, a mother her son
A brother a brother, and that's not including others
That you touch through your
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' a hood tragedy nigga
And always askin me nigga
I love this nigga, we ate
The same off the same plate together
I wish I would've been there when came
I would've 'em in a flame

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

2]
Hit the club, hoes where you at
"Chillin' with the father" I reply
Sack after sack after sack after
They ain't even have to do ya like
But niggas full of so I don't fuck wit 'em
Niggas crazy, I get right with 'em
They my dog, They killed my ace
I miss ya, Ya can't be replaced
I wish I would've been there they jacked
I'd blew 'em out the door with mothafuckin' mack
I'd walk blackbottom for my mothafuckin'
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 ya with the other
Man you my mothafuckin'

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

Yea(yea)