Luyện nghe bài hát If Dead Men Could Talk

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up,son. Yo them niggas know who hit that nigga son.
How the fuck we gon know who hit em, and they know who hit him.
The hood talkin man know. (I know its fucked up)

1]
If dead men could talk in your
And homie told u who got him
Would you have the heart to shoot the nigga shot him
Or would you switchin up
You about the penitentiary, your bitchin up?
What if he said money aint
The hood us wrong
What it to get your money (?)
But look I'm
Would that touch your have you feelin funny inside
that be enough to make your punk ass ride
What if he gave you a lil list of to do
Said he wouldn't to die
He could through you
Would you load your gats and get ready ro
Or would you lock the door at crib and hide
It's a cold even when it's hot outside
Wether or rain, you still feel pain
Hid him cause he was your
Now you in a
Your homie turnin in his grave
you PUSSY!

Ya know who killed him! Ya who killed him!
Ya who killed him! (Ride!)
Ya who killed him! Ya know who killed him!
Ya know who him! (Ride!)

2]
Them smoked your homie
You aint gon do nothin
Not even if he told you, you next to get
It don't take much for them to make the best of you
peoples probably gon cremate and burn the rest of you
You did too much dirt to try and make it to heaven
Nigga is you down for this
When you the pearly gates
How you gon
You gonna try and tell God been framed
did everything together, he was your dog
Now you coppin and he in the morgue
niggas he gave caps to they kept the cake
His and baby momma talkin to Jake
The niggas that rocked him came to the wake
But they inside they sat out in the ride
At the funeral homicide all in the
Walkin round askin to tell em who did it
Niggas gon dis now you ready to rumble
Thirst is animal, the hood is a jungle
Broke nigga will body someone a bundle
Man a year old kid in my hood know what a gun do

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