Luyện nghe bài hát Hear The Song

State Property
Uh, holla, uh,

When you hear the
(Feel me)
you cry?
(Uh, all real, baby)
you know you wrong
(You you wrong)
Will you cry? Will you
(Holla)

Yo, say
(Sup)
To Mr. gon' be shit
Get a job, get kids somethin' for Easter
Knowin' I just came home got nothin' to eat with

Bitch, line
Hoe been drove me my mind
She like, I shoulda knew before I lay and slept with him
(Slept him)
Now she wish that she could sleep him
(Sleep him)

a stroll with him
Wanna with him
(With him)
Roll him
(With him)
And to a freak on him

Ain't have no patience with him the ceilin' leaked on him
on him but I'm a boss, baby, you crossed the line
No orders go rock to hit all girls
From the bed to the tub, bathtub to the
the world, holla

When you the song
you cry?
(Make you won't cry, it)
'Cause you you wrong
(It's all good, baby, don't worry about it)
Will you

you hear the song
(Life on ya know)
you cry?
(But I got some others issues, the address, but it about you)
you know you wrong
(Uhhh)
Will you

I ain't big but you dead wrong
Y'all coulda it out
He was never known for the toola packin' the chrome
He was known for shootin' the up

Little hustle grind
(Grind)
To get his jeans and up
At the summer league, D, game rough
And the summer heat had niggas feelin' like y'all so damn tough

Wrong words, couple of shoves, full of hoes
Had his hands all in mug
How could you roll with pride in way?
You with your .38 to the place where he stay

Said, say hi to the pearly gates and
Now I pop beers, reminisce with bro
You can't it to the show
And niggas make it to the jail, a tear

When you hear the
Will you
(It's up, man)
'Cause you know you
(How you go out then you up)
Will you
(How you run a lie)

When you hear the
(Can you dig?)
you cry?
'Cause you know wrong
(But I got one more to address)
Will you
(I forget about you ol' girl, I remember)

Oh,
Who it be, Ms. Lee
You know this nigga kiddin'
harder, Freeway L.Pridgen

Shit you used to tell me, make me wanna harder
At gettin' spots, sent me to prison
Said I'm gonna be a thang
So I listened and school

Had thing distributed
class, on the block all day
My was choppin', baggin', dividin', addin', the math
How my gonna tell me I'm dumb
Had me feelin' like a sore

of the class
(Uh)
I got graded, most with guns
But now I made it to the life, couldn't make it to the
If this nigga your ear, that's an, oh, for you to hear
my ass

When you hear the
you cry?
'Cause you know you're
(You you wrong)
Will you

you hear the song
(Feel me)
Will you
'Cause you you wrong
Will you

is dedicated to all, all the motherfucker out there
You, you, and you who did something wrong
All y'all niggas out there what else gon' do something
(The ignorants)
Or is something wrong right now
You you wrong
(Don't you cry)