Luyện nghe bài hát Pillow Talkin'

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

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

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

[Verse 3 - N9ne]
I can tell you what the is
People try to be
his woman a lot of shit
An he thinkiin he got a bitch
Stop with the sentimental talks at night if you're pillow talkin then you quit
When the comes with the quickness, lookin for the witness man yo broad is it
How you spit it?
I really get it
Givin your woman the to speak in a minute
Speakin about a brotha wanna ya motha
with the but you the only one know I really did it
it come back then you feel low
Because everyone know you real though
Cause beans you spillin
You known for squealin an all you needed was a
I shoulda did the dirt, all by my
Trech say
But the company that you end up bein phony, so the tech spray
let no chick I hit get with that homie
Cause the day, she seein right through me
Got them lenses on me, like an
An I'm fed up these rappers
Who be yappin to groupies
They flash them a coochy
Then you an try to reduce me
And it always back to me
So when I come through strapped an uzi
It like "Damn why'd he shoot me?"
Usin the nueve name too