Luyện nghe bài hát If Dead Men Could Talk

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Hold up,son. Yo them niggas know who hit that son.
How the fuck we gon know who hit em, and they know who hit him.
The hood talkin man everybody know. (I its fucked up)

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

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

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

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