Luyện nghe bài hát Miss My Dawgs

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

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

[Hook: Meek & Strap Da Fool]
I my dawgs
I miss my
And they killed my little
Man I wish 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: Mill & Strap Da Fool]
I my dawgs
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 out here riding 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 took my mom out the hood, got round
the jects to the burbs, I wish you could meet me now
But you died he was even round
But I set him straight though, who he be around
And he sticks with the kids where they play soccer
When he couldâve been a nigga on the corner a chopper
You the one that taught me how to hold my before they got you
So fight hard for the fam until they pop us, till they rock us
You ainât get to meet my son Papi
three now, and he be asking where his grandpop is
You see now, they talk us down, see my fam
Now see the brand new Benz and the brand new
Know you see these brand new friends, acting brand new,
And I got brand new bills, thatâs brand new problems
And my old told on me, like damn you wyling
And that you talk from jail donât scare nobody
Cause you told, you now
And you know, walk with 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,