Luyện nghe bài hát Pillow Talkin'

[Verse 1 - N9ne]
If you you see
From a gun this is somethin that'll get the on ya
when she's under the sheets on the beautiful numba
Don't no an yappin when she's in a deep slumba
If we secret
And the scare, was equal to one of us gettin the chair do you to keep it (YES)
Meaning that under you wouldn't nare leak it
SO when your woman's in you're presence don't you speak it
Pillow talkin get you up an brought up on charges
Shot up a lot and departed, it's nothin short of
Cause when you say
And then you an woman break up
You funkin because your mouth stay shut
How you spread that?
believe you said that
Puttin my life in definetely it'll make the feds tap-Bed trap
What you your lady can make you take a dead nap
Fluff up pillow an lay your head back

YOU
Be pillow
You
Don't be talkin (Don't say nothin)
YOU
Be pillow
You
Don't be talkin

[Verse 2 -
My advice for is this
You can never trust no
It don't matter how silky the hoe can yo dick
It matter how slimy the pussy hole gone get
If a nigga talks to bitches these hoes gone snitch
(SHiiit) I used to this bitch
Had a husband with money an I had his snow bunny
the bed post
Feedin her dog
In love the nine inch, so she steady calls me
Tells me she's leavin, I know the
She where the guns at, the lock box keys an
The floor safe
But here one ho, was this dudes bad news
Knock on the door
A man in a police suit, a girl with a black (??)
Get to the money she saw him in the back room
But it end hear, the man with the cop suit
Shoots at the once, pops an drops dude

[Verse 3 - Tech
I can tell you the problem is
People try to be
Tell his a lot of shit
An he thinkiin he got a bitch
Stop with the talks at night if you're pillow talkin then you oughtta quit
When the heat comes with the quickness, for the witness man yo broad is it
How you spit it?
I really get it
your woman the power to speak in a minute
Speakin about a brotha cover ya motha
with the nina but you the only one know I did it
it come back then you feel low
Because everyone know you aint real
Cause beans you spillin
You for squealin an all you needed was a pillow
I shoulda did the dirt, all by my
Trech say
But the company that you keep end up bein phony, so the tech
let no chick I hit get with that homie
Cause the next day, she seein right me
Got them lenses on me, like an
An I'm fed up with these
Who be yappin to these
They flash them a little
Then you blab an try to me
And it come back to me
So when I through strapped with an uzi
It like "Damn why'd he shoot me?"
Usin the nueve name too