Luyện nghe bài hát How Come

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

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

[Verse
We so young,
So full of and vibrant,
Side by wherever you was ridin', I went,
So close almost was Bonnie and Clyde shit,
When Ronnie died you was by my side,
With a to cry on and a tissue to wipe my eyes,
And a bucket to catch every tear I cried it,
You even had the same of childhood I did,
Sometimes I just know why,
Is it that you to yours,
And mine I it,
You ran the streets I nine to it,
We grew up, apart this time went by us,
Then I blew up to yours and mine surprises,
Now I the vibe I just cant describe it,
Much as your pride to hide it,
You're your touch, its like ice,
And your is the look of resentment,
I can sense it and I like it

(Kon Artis)

[Verse
It was my dream at first to be on the verse,
On my own album with a deal but got worse,
So I came out I would'a the nigger first,
'Fore I let him me,
Or me up with somethin' worse,
bitch that I wasn't with,
I hit her & quit,
but you pull a talk with her
&& tell her she was the
I told you get involved with her,
You were smoking the with her,
Coming the bar with her,
half drunk,
Like y'all husband or or somthin',
But you cathin her fucken niggaz
Must've hurt your or somthin',
'Cause you wolf I fit them people,
Like you it with me,
When all I tried to do is you that your girl was shifty,
and ever since the and all the shit that i produced
You actin' like I your man,
And lyin' like she be loose,
But I am really friend,
I'm trying to tell you the truth,
hate the game or the playa',
The one changin is you

(Proof)

[Verse

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

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