Fabolous - Can Ya Hear Me Lyrics
Cuz now I ain't wit cha, know that I miss ya, some how I carry onI can still picture, when I was wit cha like you was never goneI remember the good times, all of the bad timesI dedicate this song, to my niggaz laid out, Til my niggaz lay downCan Ya Hear Me, I know you hear me[Fabolous]Now we was once two niggaz of the same kindQuick to holla at a ***** with the same linesQuick to draw on a nigga with the same ninesBut at the same time we was on some different shitCuz you was with a ***** that I beg to differ witI told you sniff a bit and you could get a whif of itBut you kept a closed nose when it came to those hoesAnd Im your nigga so I tried to smell em wrong for yaWasn't there to take the fault for ya, But if you hear meI dedicate this song for ya, He was setup in a stick upBy a girl he used to pick up on the upper west sideI used to help him chop a brick up, They found him in his pickupPants down and dick up, Leanin with one in his headAnd one in his chest, One of the best at this husslin' shitBut his downfall was that he put his trust in a ***** and it's *****ed upCuz now I ain't wit cha, know that I miss ya, some how I carry onI can still picture, when I was wit cha like you was never goneI remember the good times, all of the bad timesI dedicate this song, to my niggaz laid out, Til my niggaz lay downCan Ya Hear Me, I know you hear me[Fabolous]I remember selling three bricks of raw powderTurn my man into a star in 24 hoursHe didn't care spent the money in like 4 hourson a Benz with like 400 and HorsepowerAnd a chain that had christ on it, a rollie with alot of Ice on itA pinky ring with a price on it, when he come aroundIts likely that he bluntedWith a pretty lady in them Nikes that you wantedIt's well know he kept it on his hip like a cell phoneIf you speak with him you can pick up on his jail toneHe used to say he wasn't going back without blowing backand now I'm black I wouldn't put it past himThe D's would Harass him, til he finally blacked outThey told my nigga to freeze, but he still backed outShots fired 'til his trigga finger got tiredAll the newspapers said was 'Another Nigga Dead'And it's *****ed upCuz now I ain't wit cha, know that I miss ya, some how I carry onI can still picture, when I was wit cha like you was never goneI remember the good times, all of the bad timesI dedicate this song, to my niggaz laid out, Til my niggaz lay downCan Ya Hear Me, I know you hear me[Fabolous]You can catch me in a cherry red 8-50 nice assgreat titties, face pretty everybody know that she date smittyA big time dealer thats doing a state biddinwho did more than his share of dirt in the worldenough to make a nigga think about hurtin' his girlso he used to tell his queen to stay to the castleaway from the hassle to the day that he pass throughThere's some enemies he might have who may wanna blast youShe stayed for a few years, that's until a few pairsconvinced her to come and hang out around New Year'sIt's been awhile, you can see it in her smileand she ran into her man's Co-Defendant in the trialwho started going on about how he moving onabout running with them same niggaz Smitty had warned aboutShe slid off told her girl, she had to drop her kid offThey found her in the parking lot, somebody blew her lid offand it's *****ed upCuz now I ain't wit cha, know that I miss ya, some how I carry onI can still picture, when I was wit cha like you was never goneI remember the good times, all of the bad timesI dedicate this song, to my niggaz laid out, Til my niggaz lay downCan Ya Hear Me, I know you hear meCuz now I ain't wit cha, know that I miss ya, some how I carry onI can still picture, when I was wit cha like you was never goneI remember the good times, all of the bad timesI dedicate this song, to my niggaz laid out, Til my niggaz lay downCan Ya Hear Me, I know you hear me
