Luyện nghe bài hát Miss My Dawgs

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

[Hook: Meek & Strap 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 ever get that
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 don't be in my own
I don't know if gone clap for me or going 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 they have me miss my sonâs football
yâall niggas that killed Lil Snupe
And when we run into yâall niggas we gone yâall too
I still pray every young nigga that coupe
Cause niggas feel like me, I feel like you
Fifty of grey, want to do me like Freddie
I pray to god, load my chopper, tell them niggas ready
riding round 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 the law, we brought the chrome tonight
Cause the cops save you, you alone tonight
So tell a nigga am I wrong or right

[Hook: Mill & Strap Da Fool]
I miss my
I my dawgs
And they killed my 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 with my niggas, and we sliding, letting pop off

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

[Verse 2: Meek
Sometimes I my dad, I wish he could 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 could me now
But you died he was even round
But I set him though, look who he be around
And he sticks with the kids where they really soccer
When he couldâve been a nigga on the with a chopper
You the one that taught me how to hold my before they got you
So Iâmma fight hard for the fam until they pop us, till rock us
You even get to meet 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 brand new Benz and the brand new
Know you see these brand new friends, acting brand new,
And I just got brand new bills, thatâs brand new
And my old homie told on me, like damn you
And that shit you talk from jail donât scare
Cause you told, you now
And you know, nigga walk with head down
RIP

Travi$ 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,