Luyện nghe bài hát Pillow Talkin'

[Verse 1 - N9ne]
If you you see
From a gun this is somethin get the heat on ya
when she's under the sheets on the sleep numba
Don't no wake an yappin when in a deep slumba
If we share
And the scare, was to one of us gettin the chair do you swear to keep it (YES)
Meaning that under heat you wouldn't leak it
SO when your woman's in presence don't you dare 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 woman break up
You funkin because your mouth wouldn't stay
How you spread that?
believe you said that
Puttin my life in jeapordy it'll make the feds tap-Bed trap
you tell your lady can make you take a dead nap
Fluff up your an lay your head back

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

2 - Scarface]
My advice for is this
You can trust no chick
It don't matter how silky the hoe can yo dick
It don't matter how slimy the pussy hole get
If a nigga talks to bitches these hoes gone snitch
(SHiiit) I used to fuck bitch
Had a husband with dope an I had his snow bunny
Climbin the bed
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 safe combo
But this here one ho, was this bad news
on the front door
A man in a suit, a girl with a black tooth (??)
Get to the she saw him countin in the back room
But it doesn't end hear, the man the cop suit
Shoots at the bitch once, pops an drops

[Verse 3 - N9ne]
I can you what the problem is
try to be monogomous
Tell his a lot of shit
An he thinkiin he got a bottom
Stop with the sentimental talks at night if you're pillow then you oughtta quit
When the comes with the quickness, lookin for the witness man yo broad is it
How you spit it?
I don't get it
Givin your the power to speak in a minute
Speakin about a brotha wanna cover ya
with the but you the only one know I really did it
When it come then you feel low
Because know you aint real though
them beans you spillin
You known for an all you needed was a pillow
I did the dirt, all by my lonely
Trech say
But the company that you end up bein phony, so the tech spray
Never let no I hit get with that homie
Cause the next day, she right through me
Got them lenses on me, an X-Ray
An I'm fed up these rappers
Who be yappin to these
They flash them a coochy
Then you an try to reduce me
And it always come to me
So when I come through with an uzi
It like "Damn why'd he shoot me?"
the nueve name too loosely