Luyện nghe bài hát How Come

So i changed, huh
You got a phone,
Pick it up, me

How come, we even talk no more,
And you don't call no more,
We barely keep in touch at all,
And I don't even the same love when we hug no mo',
And I heard it through the grape vine we beefin' now,
After all the years been down,
no way, no how,
This bullshit be true,
We family, a damn thing change unless it's you

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We so young,
So of life and vibrant,
by side wherever you was ridin', I went,
So close almost was some Bonnie and shit,
Ronnie died you was right by my side,
With a to cry on and a tissue to wipe my eyes,
And a to catch every tear I cried inside it,
You even had the type of childhood I did,
Sometimes I just wanna why,
Is it that you to yours,
And mine I it,
You ran the streets I nine to it,
We grew up, grew apart time went by us,
Then I blew up to both yours and surprises,
Now I feel the I just cant describe it,
Much as pride tries to hide it,
You're cold your touch, its ice,
And eyes is the look of resentment,
I can it and I don't like it

(Kon Artis)

[Verse
It was my at first to be on spittin the verse,
On my own album a deal but shit got worse,
So I out I would'a killed the nigger first,
I let him disrespect me,
Or check me up with worse,
Some bitch that I with,
I hit her & quit,
but you would a talk with her
&& her she was the shit
I you don't get involved with her,
You were smoking the cron'c her,
out'a the bar with her,
Stumblin' drunk,
Like husband or wife or somthin',
But you her fucken other niggaz
Must've hurt your or somthin',
'Cause you I fit them after people,
you want it with me,
When all I tried to do is show you your girl was shifty,
and ever since the fans and all the shit that i
You actin' like I your man,
And lyin' she can't be loose,
But I am really friend,
I'm just trying to you the truth,
Don't the game or the playa',
The one that's is you

(Proof)

[Verse

We gettin at the top
'cause my had to stop
now we actin i gotta live only for the block
and homies in the only see me on the tube
so gossip on the porch, get to speakin on who
fools i used to rap with, all expect
my finger get to snappin and *poof* it just happen
but Proof its just actin, at the party were
shady made it so my babys aint at home
see the devil in your grin, since the ghetto we been
forever, real intelligence, forever till the end
I peep the in your eyes and the Satan in your lies
aint wastin my time with these in disguise
(How come) when you talk its with bitter with
(And how come) its my fault for what you did your life
and every i go to hear you and play you look away
we barely embrace, you cant even me in my face

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