Luyện nghe bài hát Man I Miss My Dawgs

[Lil Wayne
Yea.yea.yea.yea
This is the muthafucka, yea
And in my I must keep it real

Wayne]
And man I miss the times, we would shine, you would keep on your
You would teach me how to ride and you would me how to pry
Then we get on the line and go our lines
We were in the same position and when you change position, shit
I never change and I miss ya, and its but I never forget ya
Throw that at you and bitches homie
And I know that you wit that dissin on me
That's why I never replied and will just let em live phony
If ya ever I swear to God I got yo kids homie
Whats mine is their I give homie, and yea
We still a army in bitch homie
Yea Cash still the shit homie, shit homie
Whats really is you feelin me nigga
That Hot Boy still in me nigga, word the giggity nigga
And I got time to speak the history
I miss you and I know you
but

[Hook: Reel (Lil Wayne) X2]
Man I my dawgs(yea)
Many nights poppin(yea)
Many nights we blowin trees(yea)
nights we were hustlin(yea)
Man I my dawgs(yea)
Me and you thick and thin(yea)
Me and you through the end(yea)
For you I was in the game(yea)

[Lil
And I remember when you came to the
I had already made my name in the click, but you got and shit
I got my solja rag and my shit
I was down to just to hang wit you
And I banged to the bang bang wit yo click
And I even from the 3(3rd Ward), my hood was angry at me, shit
But I rose to my feet, played the wit the heat
At them shows while you and posed
I was waitin for a nigga to jump, see I was patient but was ready to
Cuz you my brother
Real Gs buckle up
But every family aint filled wit gangstas real
And that's real and I would turn my back or turn ya down
if you turned around muthafucka
But history is
I miss you and I you missin me
but

X2]

[Lil
You was my nigga, my nerd, my joy, my
My main man Turk
My other, my partner, I was teacher, he was
I skilled, he schooled, we chilled, we
We thug, we hung, we ate, we
We lived, we died, I stayed, you
Remember how we to the left
And we out of trouble cuz we stayed to our self
Slim and B leavin, hand the ki's over
Tell me not to go Uptown and we straight to tha Nolia
I watched you reunite wit yo soljas
And yo mom and brothers, while I lied to the
Yea were the times my brother
Now I recognize real and I honor my
Yea nigga sub mage my brother, the my brother
The nigga you behind is my brothers

X2]