Luyện nghe bài hát Talk To Em

Like the needs his soul uh huh, jeah
the will ay to need his own ay, ay, ay
Just talk to em for a minute, ay 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 out here and you locked in there
Your whole family acts I ont care
They know about the nights I just lay in my bed
I even sleep I just lay in my bed
full of tears 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 went down its like I lost my brother ay
And I wish we could trade
Swear to GOD dawg we could trade places
Livin a life of crime, but it wasn't life it was more like mine
I think about the close calls we had
And I often about the close brawls we had
And I love my nigga what you bout that
And ill do to get golmouf back talk to em

Like the person his soul
Fight the will to his own
Make em understand, ay, please, em understand
Like the 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 real man I saw it from the start from the
Even when I was wrong my nigga had my yeah
Even when I was right my had my back damn right
We used to wouldn't shit funny naw
Late night at my grandma house counting
I trust you with my life dawg if I was married id trust you with my dawg
Any given time a half a mill in your
You aint called in two man I still wasn't stressing naw:
when I talk my nigga listen listened
Switch shit you used to help me with them
Earnest Earnest T. talk to me dawg and it hurts it hurts
She treats a nigga like im the scum of the 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 will to em for me my nigga to need his own
gotta feel me on this one, jeah, ay, talk to em in nigga,
do it make these niggas
Like the baby ay 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
Knew I was a gangsta I going for that
Pussy in my yard talkin shit
damn well I was on some G shit
Let the clip ride and didn't think
Let the whole clip and didn't blink
You told me not to bring the white in your house
And what I do bring the white in the house
Bricks in the and yean know
Your grandson killin em he 24
Feds at the im out of town
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
said I would make, wish you could see me now
But if I to tell her she probably wouldn't believe me now
YOU MAT LOU!