Luyện nghe bài hát Talk To Em

Like the needs his soul uh huh, jeah
Fight the ay to need his own ay, ay, ay
Just talk to em for a minute, ay just talk to em for a
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 and you locked in there
Your family acts like I ont care
They don't know about the nights I lay in my bed
I cant sleep I just lay in my bed
Eyes full of tears and a heart of pain
deep breathes everytime I hear your name
You was than family you was like my brother
So when the shit went down its I lost my brother ay
And I wish we could places
Swear to GOD wish we could trade places
Livin a life of crime, but it wasn't life it was more like mine
I often think about the calls we had
And I often think about the close we had
And I love my what you know bout that
And ill do anything to get back talk to em

the person needs his soul
Fight the to need his own
em understand, ay, please, make em understand
Like the 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 to god swear to god
Knew you was real man I saw it from the start the start
Even when I was wrong my had my back yeah
Even when I was right my nigga had my back right
We used to laugh wouldn't funny naw
Late night at my grandma house money
I trust you with my life dawg if I was id trust you with my wife dawg
Any given time a half a in your possession
You aint called in two days man I still wasn't 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 like im the scum of the life scum of the earth
In your I couldn't do no wrong naw so to you I dedicate this song talk to em

Like the person ay needs his 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 these niggas 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 rounds the strap in your lap
I was a gangsta I wasn't going for that
Pussy nigga in my yard talkin
Know'in damn well I was on some G
Let the clip ride and didn't think
Let the clip ride and didn't blink
You told me kindly not to the white in your house
And what I do bring the white in the house
Bricks in the addict and know
Your killin em he getting 24
Feds at the door im out of
Yean em shit, you held me down
Now a-days I rock the mic im paid for that
And all the shit I been through im 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!