Luyện nghe bài hát Never Can Say Goodbye

"93.5 K-DAY, givin' you the taste of life, this your girl Yo-Yo.
Should I say is it all good?
Today at outside the Petersen Museum here in Los Angeles,
B.I.G. was gunned down and pronouced dead at 1:15 this morning.
As a result of the ongoing feud between and West coast,
The tragic death of Shakur who was gunned down in Las Vegas
Just six months earlier, our go out to the families."

"Westside Radio, G.
A sad day for the West coast; we lost an icon y'all.
Eric 'Eazy-E' Wright, passed away today at PM,
Sinai Hospital, due to complications from AIDS.
A definite West coast legend, you N.W.A.,
brought you Michel'le, brought you D.O.C., and the list on.
We definitely miss you Eazy."

[Verse 1 - The
Picture me rollin' in that black B-M-dub, to the club
Fresh out the Tyson fight, Beamer all up
Shinin' with the big homie, five-car
shotgun, put that chronic smoke in the air
"Me the World" is what I told my foes
So it's me against the world, till they them hoes
Leanin' out the window, flickin' ashes off the
Throwin' up Westside, I see, some of my
Pull that blunt closer to my 'cause only she know
I'm feelin' bad about nigga we stomped out in that casino
But it it's Death Row - the big homie never told me
That my next blow could be my fuckin' death
Kidada I'm not ready, I ain't even let my momma know
I ain't got no kids, I'm twenty-fo'
I can let the smoke out, niggaz let twenty go
The thirteen hit the car was through the passenger do'
Now wit' it

[Chorus: Latoya
Never can say goodbye, can say goodbye (To my friends)
can say goodbye, never can say goodbye (To my friends)
Never can say goodbye, never can say (To my friends)
Never can say goodbye, never can say goodbye (I will always you near)

[Verse 2 - The
I love it when they call me Big
I smoke blunts if they roll prop-a
Look I gots ta, catch the first smokin' in Cali'
And hit one of my in the Valley
Gotta call my nigga Sean, him reserve the Don
him to get the chron' and the Teflon
I think they trippin' off the homie gettin'
But God bless his soul, know it wasn't Pop
Or the M.A.F.I.A., Kim tell Cease get the fuckin'
We to hit the Wilshire District, get fucked up
Pop mad bottles, son twist up the
I'm thinkin' 'bout T'yanna, these niggaz is silly
If this was Blook-lyn I up the 9-milli
But fuck it we to the truck, the dutch, we out of Phillies
Hop in the front seat, of that green Suburban
Heard another car swervin', gunshots close the Biggie!

[Verse 3 - The
Layin' in hospital bed with bronchitis, I can't talk
Walked myself in and all of a I can't walk
IV's in my arm, my wife at my legs
(Ruthless), I mean Records, we got married on my
I could hear Jerry in the hall
But I couldn't hear Cube and Dr. Dre no at all
all the bullshit them niggaz was my dawgs
Niggaz With Attitude on the walls
I'm flatlinin', it's bad
Straight Outta Compton, the king of gangsta rap's
Cause of death, the virus
Conspiracy, I guess the government just violence
thought my group influenced the L.A. riots
Woulda been to see my kids grow, if I stayed quiet
Took twelve years for a nigga to break silence
Eazy I had to let 'em
You catch me, cruisin' down the street in my six-fo'