Luyện nghe bài hát Miss My Dawgs

[Hook: Meek & 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 wouldâve thought, Iâd ever get that
So Iâm out here riding with my niggas, and we sliding, shit pop off

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

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

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

Meek Mill & Strap 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 riding my niggas, and we sliding, letting shit pop off

2: Meek Mill]
Sometimes I my dad, I wish he could see me now
Rolls Royce, he wouldnât me now
The way I took my mom out the hood, got round
From the jects to the burbs, I wish you meet me now
But you died before he was round
But I set him straight though, look who he be
And he sticks the kids where they really play soccer
When he couldâve been a on the corner with a chopper
You the one that taught me how to 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 meet my son
Heâs now, and he be asking where 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 brand new friends, brand new, smiling
And I just got brand new bills, brand new problems
And my old told on me, like damn you wyling
And that shit you talk from jail donât scare
you told, you dead now
And you know, nigga walk with 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,