Luyện nghe bài hát Rough Soul

Had to go to LA for the
Had to vibe out, Just caught a to the hideout
Real talk slick to ya
Told ya bring girlfriend, tell her bring her friends too
me Hollywood kinda weird
You really like it but you gotta play the biz
met ya last June
By next June we all in love and wanna fuck now
Fell in love at the wrong
Spent a at my high rise
Or hit me late on my
Telling me you miss my homies and mama cry
Late you're my boo thing, yeah
Your mercedes with the blue thing,
All praise to the most high
Dipped off in the (?)

you're gone now
And oh
call me, don't call me no more
Girl you're now
And oh
call me, don't call me no more

Went back to the
Had to tell the what I did in your hometown
Everybody we probably woulda made it last
But you go, started tripping never hit me back
Real nigga went back to the
Started getting groovy the women I was hitting
Got a gold chain and a ring
And a new watch, no tick but I always do time,
boy with a black fade, yeah
Got mad you did things
You was and you did dirt too
We was talking but you never hear my phone
up and I feel good shit
Roll palm trees and I a hit for ya
Billboards around the city your face on it
But they ain't never really know bout you been through
Stay dancing the hoes at, huh?
Why homies gotta go down, huh?
I ain't trip when I see you I would dance at a show in Feb
You but we don't talk much
you got me fucked up
Real nigga gotta get it he fucked up
niggas like a new man
Just a little joint
been a side joint
Alright

Girl gone now
And oh
call me, don't call me no more
Girl you're now
And oh
Don't call me, call me no more

you're gone now
And oh
call me, don't call me no more
Girl gone now
And oh
Don't me, don't call me no more