Luyện nghe bài hát Can You Hear Me

'Cuz now I ain't wit cha, know that I miss ya, some how I on
I can picture, when I was wit cha like you was never gone
I the good times, all of the bad times
I dedicate song, to my niggaz laid out
Till my lay down can ya hear me
I you hear me

Now we was two niggaz of the same kind
Quick to holla at a bitch with the same
Quick to draw on a with the same nines
But at the same time we was on some different
'Cuz you was with a bitch I beg to differ wit
I told you a bit and you could get a whiff of it
But you a closed nose when it came to those hoes

And I'm your nigga so I to smell em wrong for ya
Wasn't there to take the fault for ya, but if you me
I dedicate this song for ya, he was in a stick up
By a girl he used to pick up on the west side
I used to help him chop a brick up, found him in his pickup
Pants and dick up, leaning with one in his head
And one in his chest, one of the best at this husslin'
But his downfall was that he put his trust in a
And it's up

'Cuz now I ain't wit cha, that I miss ya, some how I carry on
I can picture, when I was wit cha like you was never gone
I remember the good times, all of the bad
I dedicate this song, to my niggaz out
Till my lay down can ya hear me
I know you me

I remember selling bricks of raw powder
Turn my man into a star in 24
He didn't spent the money in like 4 hours
On a Benz like 400 and horsepower
And a chain that had Christ on it, a Rollie a lot of ice on it
A pinky ring with a on it, when he come around
Its likely that he
With a pretty lady in Nike's that you wanted

It's know he kept it on his hip like a cell phone
If you speak with him you can up on his jail tone
He used to say he wasn't going back without blowing
And now I'm I wouldn't put it past him
The D's would harass him, till he finally out
They told my nigga to freeze, but he backed out
Shots fired till his finger got tired
All the newspapers was, "Another nigga dead"
And it's up

now I ain't wit cha, know that I miss ya, some how I carry on
I can still picture, when I was wit cha like you was never
I the good times, all of the bad times
I this song, to my niggaz laid out
Till my lay down can ya hear me
I you hear me

You can me in a cherry red 8-50 nice ass
Great tittles, face pretty know that she date Smitty
A big time dealer thats doing a biddin'
Who did more than his share of in the world
Enough to make a nigga think about hurtin' his
So he used to tell his to stay to the castle
from the hassle to the day that he pass through
There's some enemies he have who may wanna blast you

She stayed for a few years, that's until a few
Convinced her to come and hang out around New
been awhile, you can see it in her smile
And she ran into her man's in the trial
Who started on about how he moving on about
Running with them same niggaz Smitty had about
She slid off told her girl, she had to her kid off
They her in the parking lot, somebody blew her lid off
And it's up

'Cuz now I ain't wit cha, that I miss ya, some how I carry on
I can still picture, I was wit cha like you was never gone
I the good times, all of the bad times
I dedicate this song, to my laid out
Till my lay down can ya hear me
I know you me

'Cuz now I wit cha, know that I miss ya, some how I carry on
I can still picture, I was wit cha like you was never gone
I remember the times, all of the bad times
I dedicate this song, to my laid out
Till my niggaz lay down can ya me
I you hear me