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 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! Rest in peace gangsta! Yea! We love you gangsta! Rest in peace gangsta! I know y'all lookin down on me!

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

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

2]
Hit the club, hoes askin' you at
"Chillin' with the father" I reply
Sack after sack after sack sack
They ain't even to do ya like that
But niggas full of shit so I 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 when jacked
I'd blew 'em out the door with that mack
I'd walk blackbottom for my dogs
him in his eyes, leave him in the fog
I ya unc, I miss ya man
And I can't to grab ya hand
And pull ya and embrace ya with the other
Man you my mothafuckin'

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

Yea(yea)