Luyện nghe bài hát How Come

So i changed, huh
You got a phone,
Pick it up, me

How come, we don't even no more,
And you don't even no more,
We don't barely keep in at all,
And I don't even the same love when we hug no mo',
And I heard it through the grape vine we beefin' now,
After all the years been down,
no way, no how,
This can't be true,
We family, aint a damn thing unless it's you

[Verse
We so young,
So full of and vibrant,
Side by wherever you was ridin', I went,
So close almost was some and Clyde shit,
Ronnie died you was right by my side,
With a shoulder to cry on and a to wipe my eyes,
And a bucket to every tear I cried inside it,
You even had the same of childhood I did,
Sometimes I just wanna why,
Is it that you to yours,
And I survived it,
You ran the streets I to fived it,
We grew up, grew apart this time by us,
Then I blew up to both and mine surprises,
Now I the vibe I just cant describe it,
Much as pride tries to hide it,
cold your touch, its like ice,
And eyes is the look of resentment,
I can it and I don't like it

(Kon Artis)

[Verse
It was my dream at to be on spittin the verse,
On my own album with a but shit got worse,
So I came out I would'a killed the first,
I let him disrespect me,
Or check me up somethin' worse,
Some bitch that I with,
I hit her & quit,
but you would a talk with her
&& tell her she was the
I told you get involved with her,
You were the cron'c with her,
Coming the bar with her,
half drunk,
Like husband or wife or somthin',
But you cathin her other niggaz
Must've your pride or somthin',
'Cause you I fit them after people,
you want it with me,
When all I tried to do is show you your girl was shifty,
and ever the fans and all the shit that i produced
You like I ain't your man,
And lyin' like she be loose,
But I am really friend,
I'm just to tell you the truth,
Don't hate the or the playa',
The one that's is you

(Proof)

[Verse

We gettin at the top
'cause my had to stop
now we actin like i live only for the block
and in the hood only see me on the tube
so gossip on the porch, get to speakin on who
fools i to rap with, all expect magic
my finger get to snappin and *poof* it just happen
but Proof its just actin, at the party were
made it so my babys aint starvin at home
see the devil in your grin, since the ghetto we been
forever, real intelligence, thats forever the end
I peep the hatred in your and the Satan in your lies
aint wastin my with these snakes in disguise
(How come) when you talk its with with fight
(And how come) its my fault for what you did your life
and every time i go to hear you and play you away
we barely embrace, you even look me in my face

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