Can You Hear Me

Can You Hear Me - Fabolous 'cause now I ain't wit cha, know that I miss ya, some how I carry on I can still picture, days I was wit cha like you was never gone I remember the good times, all of the bad times I dedicate this song, to my niggas laid down, To my niggas lay down Can Ya Hear Me, I know you hear me Now we was once two niggas of the same kind Quick to holla at a bitch with the same lines Quick to draw on a nigga with the same nines But at the same time we was on some diffrent shit 'cause you was with a bitch that I beg to differ wit I told you sniff a bit and you could get a wif of it But you kept a closed nose when it came to those hoes And Im your nigga so I tried to smell em wrong for ya Wasn't there to take the 4-4 longs for ya, But if you hear me I dedicate this song for ya, He was setup in a stick up By a girl he used to pick up on the upper west side I used to help him chop a brick up, They found him in his pickup Pants down and dick up, Leanin with one in his head And one in his chest, One of the best at this husslin' shit But his downfall was that he put his trust in a bitch and it's fucked up 'cause now I ain't wit cha, know that I miss ya, some how I carry on I can still picture, days I was wit cha like you was never gone I remember the good times, all of the bad times I dedicate this song, to my niggas laid Down, To my niggas lay down Can Ya Hear Me, I know you hear me I remember selling three bricks of raw powder Turn my man into a star in 24 hours He didn't care spent the money in like 4 hours On a Benz with like 400 and Horsepower And a chain that had christ on it, a rollie with a lot of Ice on it A pinky ring with a price on it, when he come around Its likely that he blunted With a pretty lady in them Nikes that you wanted It's well know he kept it on his hip like a cell phone If you speak with him you can pick up on his jail tone He used to say he wasn't going back without blowing back And knowin black I wouldn't put it past him The D's would Harass him, til he finally blacked out They told my nigga to freeze, but he still backed out Shots fired 'til his trigger finger got tired All the newspapers said was 'Another Nigga Dead' And it's fucked up 'cause now I ain't wit cha, know that I miss ya, some how I carry on I can still picture, days I was wit cha like you was never gone I remember the good times, all of the bad times I dedicate this song, to my niggas laid down, to my niggas lay down Can Ya Hear Me, I know you hear me You can catch me in a cherry red 8-50 nice ass Great titties, face pretty everybody know that she date smitty A big time dealer that's doing a state biddin Who did more than his 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 hassle to the day that he pass through There's some enemies he might have who may wanna blast you She stayed for a few years, that's until a few peers Convinced her to come and hang out around New Year's It's been awhile, you can see it in her smile And she ran into her man's Co-Defendant in the trial He started going on about how he moving on a route About running with them same niggas Smitty had warned about She slid off told her girl, she had to drop her kid off They found her in the parking lot, somebody blew her lid off And it's fucked up 'cause now I ain't wit cha, know that I miss ya, some how I carry on I can still picture, days I was wit cha like you was never gone I remember the good times, all of the bad times I dedicate this song, to my niggas laid down, to my niggas lay down Can Ya Hear Me, I know you hear me