Fabolous - Can You Hear Me | Текст песни

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• Can You Hear Me

[Chorus]
Cause though I ain't wit ya
Know that I miss ya
Somehow I carry on
I can still picture when I was wit ya
Like you was never gone
I remember the good times, all of the bad times
I dedicate this song
To my niggaz laid down, to my niggaz laid down
Do ya hear me? I know ya hear me

[Fabolous]
Now we was once two niggaz of the same kind
Quick to holla at a bitch wit the same line
Quick to draw on a nigga wit the same nine
But at the same time, we was on some different shit
Cuz you was with a bitch that I beg to differ wit
I told you sniff a bit and you can get a wiff of it
But you kept a closed nose when it came to those hoes
And I'm ya nigga so I tried to smell em wrong for ya
Wasn't there to take the four four longs for ya
But if you hear me, I dedicate this song for ya
He was set up in a stick up by a girl he used to pick up
On the Upper West Side that used to help em chop a brick up
They found him in his pick-up, pants down and dick up
Leanin', wit one in his head and one in his chest
One of the best at this hustlin' shit
But his downfall was that he put his trust in a bitch
And its fucked up

[Chorus]
Cause though I ain't wit ya
Know that I miss ya
Somehow I carry on
I can still picture when I was wit ya
Like you was never gone
I remember the good times, all of the bad times
I dedicate this song
To my niggaz laid down, to my niggaz laid down
Do ya hear me? I know ya hear me

[Fabolous]
I remember sellin' three bricks of raw powder
Turned my man into a star in twenty four hours
He didn't care, spent the money in like four hours
On a Benz wit like four hundred in horse power
And a chain that had Christ on it
A rollie wit alot of ice on it
A pinky ring wit a price on it
When he come around its likely that he blunted
Wit a pretty lady and them Nikes that you wanted
Its well known, he kept it on his hip like a cell phone
If you speak wit em, you can pick up on his jail tone
He used to say he wasn't goin' back without blowin' back
And knowin' black, I wouldn't put it past him
The D's would harass him till he finally blacked out
They told my nigga to freeze, but he still backed out
The shots fired til his trigger finger got tired
All the newspaper said was "Another Nigga Dead"
And its fucked up

[Chorus]
Cause though I ain't wit ya
Know that I miss ya
Somehow I carry on
I can still picture when I was wit ya
Like you was never gone
I remember the good times, all of the bad times
I dedicate this song
To my niggaz laid down, to my niggaz laid down
Do ya hear me? I know ya hear me

[Fabolous]
Now you can catch me in a cherry red eight fifty
Nice ass, great titties, face pretty
Everybody know that she date Smitty
A big time dealer thats doin' a state biddy
Who did more than a share of dirt in the world
Enough to make a nigga think about hurtin' his girl
So he used to tell his queen to stay to the castle
Away from the hastle, til the day that he pass through
Theres some enemies he might have who may wanna blast you
She stayed for a few years, thats until a few peers
Convinced her to come and hang out around New Years
Its been a while, you can see it in her smile
And she ran into her man's co-defendant in a trial
And started goin' on about how he movin' on a route
Runnin' wit them same niggas Smitty had warned her bout
She skid off, told her girl she had to drop her kid off
They found her in the parkin' lot, somebody blew her lid off
And its fucked up

[Chorus]
Cause though I ain't wit ya
Know that I miss ya
Somehow I carry on
I can still picture when I was wit ya
Like you was never gone
I remember the good times, all of the bad times
I dedicate this song
To my niggaz laid down, to my niggaz laid down
Do ya hear me? I know ya he