[Chorus]



                      Cuz now I ain't wit cha, know that I miss ya, some how I carry on



                      I can still picture, when 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 niggaz laid out, Til my niggaz lay down



                      Can Ya Hear Me, I know you hear me

                    [Fabolous]



                      Now we was once two niggaz 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



                      Cuz you was with a bitch that I beg to differ wit



                      I told you sniff a bit and you could get a whif 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 fault 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

                    [Chorus]



                      Cuz now I ain't wit cha, know that I miss ya, some how I carry on



                      I can still picture, when 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 niggaz laid out, Til my niggaz lay down



                    Can Ya Hear Me, I know you hear me

                    [Fabolous]



                      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 alot 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 now I'm 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

                    [Chorus]



                      Cuz now I ain't wit cha, know that I miss ya, some how I carry on



                      I can still picture, when 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 niggaz laid out, Til my niggaz lay down



                    Can Ya Hear Me, I know you hear me

                    [Fabolous]



                      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 thats 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 pairs



                      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



                      who started going on about how he moving on



                      about running with them same niggaz 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

                    [Chorus]



                      Cuz now I ain't wit cha, know that I miss ya, some how I carry on



                      I can still picture, when 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 niggaz laid out, Til my niggaz lay down



                    Can Ya Hear Me, I know you hear me

                    [Chorus]



                      Cuz now I ain't wit cha, know that I miss ya, some how I carry on



                      I can still picture, when 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 niggaz laid out, Til my niggaz lay down



                    Can Ya Hear Me, I know you hear me