Luyện nghe bài hát See Ya when I Get There

For all them young niggas that quite make it
This year to year
Save the pain, I

To all my thugs in the
This one is for my homies and my niggas
A bunch of used to be drug dealers
A 'bout it standing on the block

Ain't no limit to his heart, 'cause his veins is
And constantly a nigga catching cases
them death situations
A nigga blast with no

Mama I wanna know my daddy at
My only is a picture with a chrome gat
I do, like them gangsters do
I gangster walk, I caught a bullet now I'm in some chalk

Just young nigga in a song
Mama always me gangster's don't live long
After I'm can you still see me
Do you really to be me

I'm another Bossaline
I represent all them niggas trying to get
But be saved
Huh, y'all now what I'm talking

To all my in the grave
I see ya I get there
I see ya when I get

To all my thugs in the
I see ya when I get
I see ya when I get

To all my thugs in the
I see ya when I get
I see ya when I get

To all my in the grave
I see ya I get there
I see ya I get there

To all my thugs in the

Ride nigga I deduct
things die nigga for fuck, fly, fly nigga
Since you absent I'ma tilt the
Hit the weed and get high for my

My partner my nigga, my round in my
From the little shit I you was a down ass nigga
I'm mad I shit you could have showed me
still ain't the same even though my mama told me

I keep your memories in my
Thank you for being my daddy, thank you for you left us
I swear to protect, and the way to carry on, is carry on
My nigga little Mike, my nigga G-Slim, and my cousin Larry

I trying to question God, but why so young
That's why from daylight to time I got my gun
This fucking thing we call ain't nothing but a phase
That's why you better keep your faith or that thug in the grave

To all my in the grave
I see ya I get there
I see ya I get there

To all my thugs in the
I see ya I get there
I see ya I get there

To all my in the grave
I see ya I get there
I see ya when I get

To all my in the grave
I see ya when I get
I see ya I get there

To all my in the grave

Rest in peace creased
From the east side of Beach
Pouring out liquor, thinking my homie
'Cause I can't understand how it went

We used to from town to town
Claiming pound
Took you on Lollapalooza a nigga
L-Dog you my nigga if you don't get no

Loco from the the dub and Little Man from the I
Dear God why them niggas have to die
I reminisce too long 'cause I'm in a war zone
If I sleep, slip, trip I might get on

So I'm mash on home
But on the way I see of my enemies
And tripping on me
'Cause I with Master P but I'm heated, so beat it

And another 87 case, I really need it
Proceeded, I ain't cry for the homie
we gone celebrate
'Cause we now the is in a safer and better place

To all my in the grave
I see ya when I get
I see ya I get there

To all my thugs in the
I see ya when I get
I see ya when I get

To all my in the grave
I see ya I get there
I see ya I get there