Talk To Em (Explicit)

Talk To Em (Explicit) - Young Jeezy (楊·吉茲)

Written by：Frankie Bev

Like the person needs his soul uh huh jeah

Fight the will ay to need his own ay ay ay

Just talk to em for a minute ay just talk to em for a minute

Like the baby ay needs to cry uh huh jeah

If you go ay I swear jeah ill die ay ay ay

How the f**k I'm free out here and you locked in there

Your whole family acts like I ont care

They don't know about the nights I just lay in my bed

I can't even sleep I just lay in my bed

Eyes full of tears and a heart full of pain

Take deep breathes every time I hear your name

You was more than family you was like my brother

So when the sh*t went down it's like I lost my brother ay

And I wish we could trade places

Swear to God dawg wish we could trade places

Living a life of crime but it wasn't your life it was more like mine

I often think about the close calls we had

And I often think about the close brawls we had

And I love my ni**a what you know bout that

And I'll do anything to get goalmouth back talk to em

Like the person needs his soul

Fight the will to need his own

Make em understand hey please make em understand

Like the baby please look ay

Needs to cry

If you go I swear I'll die

Make em understand jeah ay talk to em ay ay ay

Mel man you my heart I swear to God swear to God

Knew you was real man I saw it from the start from the start

Even when I was wrong my ni**a had my back yeah

Even when I was right my ni**a had my back damn right

We used to laugh wouldn't sh*t funny naw

Late night at my grandma house counting money

I trust you with my life dog if I was married

I'd trust you with my wife dog

Any given time a half a mill in your possession

You ain't called in two days man I still wasn't stressing naw

Cause when I talk my ni**a listen listened

Switch sh*t you used to help me with them pigeons

Earnest earnest T won't talk to me dog and it hurts it hurts

She treats a ni**a like I'm the scum of the life scum of the earth

In your eyes I couldn't do no wrong naw so to you

I dedicate this song

Like the person ay needs his soul ay

Fight the will to need his own

Gotta feel me on this one jeah ay talk to em in tongues ni**a

Do it make these niggas understand

Like the baby ay needs to

Cry uh huh talk to em

I swear I'll die jeah talk to em ay ay ay

Must've bust ten rounds through the strap in your lap

Knew I was a gangsta I wasn't going for that

P**sy ni**a in my yard talking sh*t

Knowin' damn well I was on some G sh*t

Let the whole clip ride and didn't think

Let the whole clip ride and didn't blink

You told me kindly not to bring the white in your house

And then what I do bring the white in the house

Bricks in the addict and yean know

Your grandson killin' em he getting 24

Feds at the door I'm out of town

Yean tell em sh*t you held me down

Now a days I rock the mic I'm getting paid for that

And all the sh*t I been through I'm getting paid for that

Always said I would make wish you could see me now

But if I tried to tell her she probably wouldn't believe me now

Like the person needs his soul uh huh jeah

Fight the will ay to need his own

Like the baby ay needs to cry uh huh jeah

If you go ay I swear jeah I'll die