Luyện nghe bài hát Talk To Em

Like the person needs his uh huh, jeah
Fight the ay to need his own ay, ay, ay
talk to em for a minute, ay just talk to em for a minute
Like the baby ay to cry uh huh jeah
if you go ay" I jeah ill die ay, ay, ay

How the im free out here and you locked in there
Your whole acts like I ont care
They don't know about the I just lay in my bed
I cant sleep I just lay in my bed
Eyes full of and a heart full of pain
Take deep breathes everytime I hear name
You was more than family you was like my
So when the shit went down its like I lost my ay
And I wish we could places
Swear to GOD dawg wish we could trade
Livin a life of crime, but it wasn't your life it was more mine
I often think about the calls we had
And I often think the close brawls we had
And I my nigga what you know bout that
And ill do anything to get golmouf back to em

Like the person needs his
Fight the to need his own
Make em understand, ay, please, em understand
the baby please, look, ay
needs to cry em understand, ay, ay, ay
if you go I ill die
em understand, jeah, ay, talk to em ay, ay, ay

Mel man you my heart I swear to god to god
Knew you was real man I saw it from the start from the
Even I was wrong my nigga had my back yeah
Even when I was right my nigga had my back damn
We used to laugh wouldn't shit naw
Late at my grandma house counting money
I trust you with my life dawg if I was married id trust you with my wife
Any given time a half a mill in your
You aint called in two man I still wasn't stressing naw:
Cause I talk my nigga listen listened
shit you used to help me with them pigeons
Earnest Earnest T. wont to me dawg and it hurts it hurts
She treats a nigga im the scum of the life scum of the earth
In your eyes I couldn't do no wrong naw so to you I dedicate this talk to em

the person ay needs his soul ay
Fight the will to em for me my nigga to need his own
gotta me on this one, jeah, ay, talk to em in tongues nigga,
do it make these understand
the baby ay needs to I love you Mat Lou
cry uh huh, to em
if you go I ont think they me my nigga
I ill die jeah, talk to em, ay, ay, ay

Must've bust ten through the strap in your lap
Knew I was a gangsta I wasn't going for
Pussy in my yard talkin shit
Know'in damn I was on some G shit
Let the whole ride and didn't think
Let the whole clip ride and didn't
You told me not to bring the white in your house
And then what I do the white in the house
Bricks in the addict and yean
Your grandson killin em he 24
at the door im out of town
Yean em shit, you held me down
Now a-days I rock the mic im getting paid for
And all the I been through im getting paid for that
Always said I would make, you could see me now
But if I tried to her she probably wouldn't believe me now
YOU MAT LOU!