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 don't know who hit him.
The talkin man everybody 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 the nigga that shot him
Or would you start up
You think about the penitentiary, bitchin up?
What if he money aint everything
The hood us wrong
What it to get your money (?)
But look I'm
Would that your heart have you feelin funny inside
Would that be enough to make your punk ass
What if he gave you a lil list of to do
Said he have to die
He could through you
Would you load your and get ready ro ride
Or would you lock the door at crib and hide
It's a cold world even when it's hot
Wether sunshine or rain, you feel pain
Hid him cause he was strength
Now you in a
Your homie over in his grave
you PUSSY!

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

2]
Them boys your homie
You aint gon do nothin
Not if he told you, you next to get clapped
It don't take much for shells to make the best of you
Your peoples probably gon cremate and the rest of you
You done did too much dirt to try and make it to
Nigga is you for this 1-8-7
When you reach the gates
How you gon
You gonna try and tell God you've been
Ya'll did together, he was your dog
Now you coppin and he in the morgue
Them niggas he gave to they kept the cake
His sister and baby momma talkin to
The niggas that rocked him came to the wake
But they come inside sat out in the ride
At the funeral homicide all in the
Walkin round niggas to tell em who did it
Niggas gon blow dis now you to rumble
nigga is animal, the hood is a jungle
Broke nigga will someone over a bundle
Man a year old kid in my hood know what a gun do

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