Luyện nghe bài hát Rough Soul

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

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

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

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

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