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 don't even no more,
We don't barely in touch at all,
And I don't even feel the love when we hug no mo',
And I heard it through the grape vine we even now,
all the years we've been down,
no way, no how,
This can't be true,
We family, aint a damn thing 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,
When Ronnie died you was by my side,
With a shoulder to cry on and a to wipe my eyes,
And a bucket to catch every tear I inside it,
You even had the same type of I did,
I just wanna know why,
Is it you surcame to yours,
And I survived it,
You ran the I nine to fived it,
We grew up, grew apart this time by us,
Then I up to both yours and mine surprises,
Now I feel the vibe I just cant it,
as your pride tries to hide it,
You're cold your touch, its ice,
And your eyes is the of resentment,
I can sense it and I don't it

(Kon Artis)

[Verse
It was my at first to be on spittin the verse,
On my own album with a deal but got worse,
So I came out I would'a the nigger first,
I let him disrespect me,
Or check me up with worse,
bitch that I wasn't with,
I hit her & quit,
but you would pull a with her
&& tell her she was the
I told you get involved with her,
You smoking the cron'c with her,
Coming out'a the bar her,
Stumblin' drunk,
y'all husband or wife or somthin',
But you cathin her fucken niggaz
Must've hurt pride or somthin',
'Cause you wolf I fit after people,
Like you want it me,
When all I tried to do is you that your girl was shifty,
and since the fans and all the shit that i produced
You actin' like I your man,
And lyin' she can't be loose,
But I am your friend,
I'm just to tell you the truth,
Don't hate the or the playa',
The one changin is you

(Proof)

[Verse

We gettin at the top
my homie had to stop
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 to rap with, all expect magic
like my finger get to snappin and it just happen
but Proof its just actin, at the were stoned
shady made it so my babys starvin at home
see the devil in your grin, since the ghetto we friends
forever, real intelligence, thats till the end
I peep the hatred in your 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 with your
and every i go to hear you and play you look away
we barely embrace, you even look me in my face

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