Luyện nghe bài hát If Dead Men Could Talk

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

1]
If dead men could talk in sleep
And your told u who got him
Would you the heart to shoot the nigga that shot him
Or would you start up
You think the penitentiary, your bitchin up?
What if he money aint everything
The hood raised us
What it takes to get your (?)
But I'm gone
Would that touch heart have you feelin funny inside
that be enough to make your punk ass ride
What if he you a lil list of things to do
he wouldn't have to die
He could through you
Would you your gats and get ready ro ride
Or would you lock the door at crib and hide
It's a cold world when it's hot outside
Wether sunshine or rain, you feel pain
Hid him cause he was strength
Now you in a
Your homie turnin in his grave
you PUSSY!

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

2]
Them boys smoked homie
You aint gon do nothin
Not even if he told you, you next to get
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 much dirt to try and make it to
Nigga is you down for 1-8-7
When you the pearly gates
How you gon
You try and tell God you've been framed
did everything together, he was your dog
Now you coppin and he in the morgue
Them niggas he gave caps to they kept the
His sister and baby talkin to Jake
The niggas rocked him they came to the wake
But they come they sat out in the ride
At the homicide all in the buisness
Walkin askin niggas to tell em who did it
Niggas gon dis now you ready to rumble
Thirst is animal, the hood is a jungle
Broke will body someone over a bundle
Man a three year old kid in my know what a gun do

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