Luyện nghe bài hát Pillow Talkin'

[Verse 1 - Tech
If you you see
a gun this is somethin that'll get the heat on ya
when she's under the on the beautiful sleep numba
Don't no an yappin when she's in a deep slumba
If we secret
And the scare, was to one of us gettin the chair do you swear to keep it (YES)
Meaning under heat you wouldn't nare leak it
SO when your woman's in you're don't you dare 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 your woman up
You because your mouth wouldn't stay shut
How could you spread
believe you said that
Puttin my life in jeapordy definetely it'll make the tap-Bed trap
What you tell 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 talkin
You
be pillow talkin

[Verse 2 -
My advice for niggas is
You can never trust no
It don't matter how the hoe can stroke yo dick
It don't matter how slimy the hole gone get
If a nigga to these bitches these hoes gone snitch
(SHiiit) I used to fuck bitch
Had a husband with money an I had his snow bunny
Climbin the bed
her dog meat
In with the nine inch, so she steady calls me
Tells me leavin, I know the reason
She where the guns at, the lock box keys an
The floor safe
But this here one ho, was this dudes bad
Knock on the door
A man in a police suit, a girl with a black (??)
Get to the she saw him countin 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
try to be monogomous
Tell his woman a lot of
An he thinkiin he got a bitch
Stop with the sentimental talks at night if you're pillow then you oughtta quit
the heat comes with the quickness, lookin for the witness man yo broad is it
How you spit it?
I really get it
Givin woman the power to speak in a minute
Speakin a brotha wanna cover ya motha
with the nina but you the one know I really did it
When it come back then you low
Because everyone know you real though
Cause them you spillin
You for squealin an all you needed was a pillow
I did the dirt, all by my lonely
Like say
But the company that you end up bein phony, so the tech spray
Never let no chick I hit get with homie
the next day, she seein right through me
Got them lenses on me, like an
An I'm fed up these rappers
Who be to these groupies
They flash a little coochy
Then you blab an try to me
And it always back to me
So when I through strapped with an uzi
It aint like "Damn why'd he me?"
Usin the nueve too loosely