Luyện nghe bài hát See Ya when I Get There

For all them niggas that didn't quite make it
This year to year
Save the pain, I

To all my in the grave
This one is for my homies and my thug
A bunch of to be paranoid drug dealers
A 'bout it motherfucker standing on the

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

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

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

I'm just Bossaline
I represent all them niggas to get paid
But couldn't be
Huh, y'all now I'm talking about

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 I get there

To all my in the grave
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 I get there

To all my in the grave

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

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

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

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

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

To all my thugs in the
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

Rest in khaki's creased
the east side of Long Beach
Pouring out liquor, thinking about my
'Cause I understand how it went down

We used to clown from town to
dogg pound
Took you on Lollapalooza a nigga
you my nigga if you don't get no bigger

Spanky Loco the the dub and Little Man from the I
Dear God why them good niggas to die
I can't reminisce too '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 some of my
And tripping on me
'Cause I fuck Master P but I'm heated, so beat it

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

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

To all my in the grave
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 I get there