Luyện nghe bài hát Miss My Dawgs

[Hook: Meek Mill & Strap Da
I my dawgs
I miss my
And they killed my little
Man I wish that I was there when that shit off
And who thought, Iâd ever get that call
So Iâm out here riding with my niggas, and we sliding, letting pop off

[Hook: Meek & Strap Da Fool]
I my dawgs
I my dawgs
And they killed my nigga
Man I wish that I was there when shit popped off
And who thought, Iâd ever get that call
So out here riding with my niggas, and we sliding, letting shit pop off

[Verse 1: Meek
They killed Drugz in his own city
killed Lil Snupe in his own city
Wonder why I don't be in my own
I don't know if niggas gone clap for me or to kill me
Still living and they still wonder why I act savage
All these and automatics
Still gonna murder niggas that want to have it
Before have me miss my sonâs football practice
yâall niggas that killed Lil Snupe
And when we run into niggas we gone kill yâall too
I still pray young nigga feel that coupe
Cause niggas feel like me, I feel like you
shades of grey, want to do me like Freddie
I pray to god, load my chopper, them niggas Iâm ready
Iâm riding with my squad, it's Pmon and Omelly
I got Dean in the cut, my nigga Coon be so
We got to make it back home
So fuck the law, we brought the chrome
the cops wonât save you, you alone tonight
So tell a young nigga am I or right

[Hook: Meek Mill & Strap Da
I miss my
I my dawgs
And they my little nigga
Man I that I was there when that shit popped off
And who wouldâve thought, Iâd get that call
So Iâm out here riding my niggas, and we sliding, letting shit pop off

[Hook: Meek & Strap Da Fool]
I my dawgs
I miss my
And they killed my nigga
Man I wish that I was there when shit popped off
And who wouldâve thought, ever get that call
So Iâm out here riding my niggas, and we sliding, letting shit pop off

[Verse 2: Meek
Sometimes I miss my dad, I wish he see me now
Royce, he wouldnât believe me now
The way I took my mom out the hood, got Tweety
From the jects to the burbs, I you could meet me now
But you died he was even round
But I set him straight though, who he be around
And he with the kids where they really play soccer
When he couldâve been a nigga on the with a chopper
You the one taught me how to hold my hands before they got you
So Iâmma fight hard for the fam until they pop us, till rock us
You ainât even get to my son Papi
Heâs three now, and he be asking his grandpop is
You see now, they us down, see my fam shopping
Now see the brand new Benz and the new houses
Know you see these new friends, acting brand new, smiling
And I just got new bills, thatâs brand new problems
And my old homie told on me, like damn you
And that shit you talk from jail scare nobody
Cause you told, you now
And you know, nigga walk with head down
RIP

[Outro: Travi$
Fly high, so high, fly high, so
Fly high, so high, so long,
Fly high, so high, so long,
So high, so high, so long,