Luyện nghe bài hát Miss My Dawgs

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

1: Meek Mill]
They killed Drugz in his own city
They Lil Snupe in his own city
Wonder why I be in my own city
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
gonna murder these niggas that want to have it
Before have me miss my sonâs football practice
Fuck yâall niggas that killed Lil
And when we run into yâall niggas we gone yâall too
I still pray every young feel that coupe
Cause niggas feel like me, I feel like you
Fifty shades of grey, to do me like Freddie
I pray to god, load my chopper, tell them niggas Iâm
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 tonight
So fuck the law, we the chrome tonight
Cause the cops wonât save you, you tonight
So a young nigga am I wrong or right

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

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

[Verse 2: Mill]
Sometimes I miss my dad, I wish he see me now
Royce, he wouldnât believe me now
The way I my mom out the hood, got Tweety round
the jects to the burbs, I wish you could meet me now
But you died before he was even
But I set him though, look who he be around
And he sticks with the kids where they really soccer
he couldâve been a nigga on the corner 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, they 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 brand new friends, acting brand new, smiling
And I got brand new bills, thatâs brand new problems
And my old homie told on me, like damn you
And shit you talk from jail donât scare nobody
you told, you dead now
And you know, nigga walk your 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,