Luyện nghe bài hát Pillow Talkin'

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

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

[Verse 2 -
My advice for niggas is
You can trust no chick
It don't matter how silky the hoe can yo dick
It don't matter how slimy the hole gone get
If a nigga talks to these bitches these gone snitch
(SHiiit) I used to fuck this
Had a husband with dope an I had his snow bunny
Climbin the bed
Feedin her dog
In love the nine inch, so she steady calls me
Tells me she's leavin, I the reason
She know where the guns at, the lock box an
The floor safe
But this one ho, was this dudes bad news
Knock on the front
A man in a police suit, a girl a black tooth (??)
Get to the money she saw him in the back room
But it doesn't end hear, the man with the cop
Shoots at the bitch once, pops an dude

[Verse 3 - Tech
I can you what the problem is
People try to be
his woman a lot of shit
An he thinkiin he got a bottom
Stop with the sentimental talks at night if you're pillow talkin you oughtta quit
When the comes with the quickness, lookin for the witness man yo broad is it
How you wanna it?
I really get it
Givin your woman the power to in a minute
Speakin about a brotha cover ya motha
with the nina but you the only one know I did it
When it come back you feel low
Because everyone know you aint though
them beans you spillin
You known for squealin an all you was a pillow
I did the dirt, all by my lonely
Like say
But the company you keep end up bein phony, so the tech spray
Never let no chick I hit get with homie
Cause the next day, she seein right me
Got lenses on me, like an X-Ray
An I'm fed up with rappers
Who be yappin to these
flash them a little coochy
Then you an try to reduce 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