Luyện nghe bài hát Man I Miss My Dawgs

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

Wayne]
And man I the times, we would shine, you would keep on your side
You teach me how to ride and you would teach me how to pry
we get on the line and go over our lines
We were in the same position and that's when you position, shit
I never change and I miss ya, and its but I never forget ya
that at you and them bitches homie
And I know that aint you wit dissin on me
That's why I never and never will just let em live phony
If ya ever died I to God I got yo kids homie
Whats mine is their I gotta homie, and yea
We a army in this bitch homie
Yea Cash Money still the homie, shit homie
Whats real is you feelin me nigga
Hot Boy shit 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 we were blowin trees(yea)
Many we were hustlin(yea)
Man I my dawgs(yea)
Me and you through and thin(yea)
Me and you the very end(yea)
For you I was in the game(yea)

[Lil
And I when you came to the click
I had already made my name in the click, but you got and shit
I got my solja rag and dangled my
I was down to just to hang wit you
And I banged to the bang bang wit yo click
And I aint even the 3(3rd Ward), my hood was angry at me, shit
But I rose to my feet, the post wit the heat
At them shows while you and posed
I was waitin for a nigga to jump, see I was but was ready to duck
Cuz you my brother
Real Gs buckle up
But every family filled wit gangstas that's real
And that's real and I would never my back or turn ya down
if you turned around muthafucka
But is history
I miss you and I know you 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
how we played to the left
And we stayed out of trouble cuz we stayed to our
Slim and B leavin, hand the ki's over
Tell me not to go Uptown and we straight to tha Nolia
While I watched you wit yo soljas
And yo mom and brothers, I lied to the stunna
Yea those were the my brother
Now I recognize real and I honor my
Yea nigga sub my brother, the Sqad's my brother
The nigga you left behind is my

X2]