Luyện nghe bài hát If Dead Men Could Talk

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Hold up,son. Yo them niggas who hit that nigga son.
How the fuck we gon know who hit em, and don't know who hit him.
The talkin man everybody know. (I know its fucked up)

1]
If dead men could in your sleep
And your homie u who got him
Would you the heart to shoot the nigga that shot him
Or you start switchin up
You think about the penitentiary, your up?
What if he said money aint
The hood us wrong
What it takes to get money (?)
But look I'm
Would that touch your heart have you feelin inside
Would that be enough to make your ass ride
What if he gave you a lil of things to do
Said he have to die
He could live you
you load your gats and get ready ro ride
Or would you the door at your crib and hide
It's a cold world when it's hot outside
sunshine or rain, you still feel pain
Hid him he was your strength
Now you in a
Your homie over in his grave
you PUSSY!

Ya know who him! Ya know who killed him!
Ya know who him! (Ride!)
Ya know who killed him! Ya who killed him!
Ya who killed him! (Ride!)

2]
Them boys smoked your
You gon do nothin back
Not if he told you, you next to get clapped
It don't much for them shells to make the best of you
Your peoples probably gon cremate and the rest of you
You done did too dirt to try and make it to heaven
is you down for this 1-8-7
When you reach the gates
How you gon
You gonna try and tell God been framed
Ya'll did everything together, he was dog
Now you coppin and he in the morgue
niggas he gave caps to they kept the cake
His sister and baby talkin to Jake
The niggas rocked him they came to the wake
But they inside they sat out in the ride
At the funeral all in the buisness
Walkin round niggas to tell em who did it
gon blow dis now you ready to rumble
Thirst is animal, the hood is a jungle
Broke nigga will body someone over a
Man a three year old kid in my hood what a gun do

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