Luyện nghe bài hát Miss My Dawgs

[Hook: Meek Mill & Da Fool]
I my dawgs
I my dawgs
And they 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

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

1: Meek Mill]
They killed Chinx in his own city
They killed Lil Snupe in his own
Wonder why I be in my own city
I know if niggas gone clap for me or going to kill me
Still living lavish and they wonder why I act savage
All these and automatics
Still gonna murder these niggas that to have it
Before they have me miss my sonâs practice
Fuck yâall niggas that Lil Snupe
And when we run into yâall niggas we kill yâall too
I still pray every young nigga feel coupe
Cause young niggas like me, I feel like you
shades of grey, want to do me like Freddie
I to god, load my chopper, tell them niggas Iâm ready
Iâm riding with my squad, it's Pmon and Omelly
I got in the cut, my nigga Coon be so heavy
We got to it back home tonight
So fuck the law, we brought the tonight
Cause the wonât save you, you alone tonight
So tell a young nigga am I wrong or

[Hook: Meek & Strap Da Fool]
I my dawgs
I my dawgs
And they killed my nigga
Man I that I was there when that 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

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

2: Meek Mill]
Sometimes I miss my dad, I wish he see me now
Rolls Royce, he believe 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, who he be around
And he sticks the kids where they really play soccer
When he couldâve been a nigga on the corner with a
You the one that me how to hold my hands before they got you
So Iâmma fight hard for the fam until they pop us, till they us
You ainât even get to my son Papi
three now, and he be asking where his grandpop is
You see now, talk us down, see my fam shopping
Now see the brand new and the brand 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 homie told on me, like you wyling
And that shit you talk from jail donât nobody
you told, you dead now
And you know, walk with 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,