Luyện nghe bài hát Talk To Em

Like the needs his soul uh huh, jeah
Fight the will ay to 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 fuck im free out here and you locked in
Your whole family acts 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 tears and a heart of pain
Take deep breathes everytime I your name
You was than family you was like my brother
So when the shit went down its like I lost my ay
And I we could trade places
to GOD dawg wish we could trade places
Livin a life of crime, but it wasn't your life it was more mine
I often think the close calls we had
And I often think about the brawls we had
And I my nigga what you know bout that
And ill do anything to get golmouf talk to em

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

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

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

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