Luyện nghe bài hát Miss My Dawgs

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

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

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

[Hook: Meek & Strap Da Fool]
I my dawgs
I my dawgs
And they killed my nigga
Man I wish 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 Mill & Da Fool]
I my dawgs
I miss my
And killed my little nigga
Man I wish that I was there when shit popped off
And who thought, Iâd 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
Rolls Royce, he wouldnât me now
The way I my mom out the hood, got Tweety round
From the jects to the burbs, I wish you meet me now
But you before he was even round
But I set him straight though, who he be around
And he sticks the kids where they really play soccer
When he couldâve been a nigga on the corner a chopper
You the one that taught me how to hold my hands they got you
So Iâmma fight hard for the fam they pop us, till they rock us
You ainât even get to my son Papi
Heâs three now, and he be asking where his is
You see now, talk us down, see my fam shopping
Now see the new Benz and the brand new houses
Know you see brand new friends, acting brand new, smiling
And I just got brand new bills, thatâs new problems
And my old told on me, like damn you wyling
And that shit you talk from donât scare nobody
Cause you told, you now
And you know, nigga walk your head down
RIP

[Outro: Scott]
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,