Luyện nghe bài hát Talk To Em

Like the person needs his soul uh huh,
Fight the will ay to his own ay, ay, ay
Just talk to em for a minute, ay talk to em for a minute
the baby ay needs to cry uh huh jeah
if you go ay" I swear ill die ay, ay, ay

How the fuck im free out here and you in there
Your family acts like I ont care
They don't know about the nights I lay in my bed
I even sleep I just lay in my bed
Eyes of tears and a heart full of pain
deep breathes everytime I hear your name
You was more than family you was my brother
So the shit went down its like I lost my brother ay
And I wish we trade places
Swear to GOD dawg wish we trade places
Livin a of crime, but it wasn't your life it was more like mine
I often think about the calls we had
And I often think the close brawls we had
And I love my nigga what you know bout
And ill do to get golmouf back talk to em

Like the 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
make em understand, jeah, ay, to em ay, ay, ay

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

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

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