Luyện nghe bài hát Sorry I'm Away So Much

(Xzibit talking)
Come here Tre, what's up son, on
To it may concern, yeah, listen
Sorry I'm away so much, yeah,
All the sons, daughters, niggas, yeah, feel me
Uh, sorry I'm so much, yeah

(Xzibit)
My son was born about four and a years ago
Nothin protected him, amazin how they grow
I came to know his likes and his dislikes, yeah
Video games, taught him how to ride his bike
This is the my little nigga, I see you gettin all upset
When I leave the house, poutin, let me tell you
make it in this world and provide for you
'Cause on them overseat plane rides I you too
Never knew that I would have to be so much
Five thousand phone bills keepin in touch
We Starskey and Hutch, yeah, we partners for life,
I mics, so I'm sorry when I hug you if I squeeze too tight
Long nights in the studio take me
Gettin mad I'm tired and you want me to play
Money can't replace time, I'm just tryna get you outta the relyin
And your mind my lil' ni', yeah
Yeah,

(Chorus-X)
Look, sorry I'm so much
Understand me,
It's for you, hah, (you, and you, and you)
C'mon, look, sorry I'm away so
Huh, we it gangsta

(Xzibit)
I got a locked down, he be out in a couple
Knuckle for knuckle, a veteran and nothin but
Now broadcastin from behind the wall
Stayin tight through long kites and calls
hype when you see your brother on T.V.
Can't wait for your release so you can with me
Arrange exactly how it's supposed to be
For right now here's a thousand, J, lo-key
You say Xzibit, whyn't you pay a nigga a visit
Time limits got me movin a million miles a
Knee deep, gotta while the iron is hot
Still gotta eat and the lights on when it's not
Sleepin on cots, bullet wounds got you in
I wish I was there to you up instead of the cops
it, do the time and get it out of the way
You from convict to corporate nigga in one day (in one day)

(Chorus)

(Quik)
Now I ain't never this hot before
So in essence it's obvious, I ain't been this out before
I'm spending 25-8 days, 366 a year
Up in the freakin and mixin rhymes in here
Nothin but beer, bud smoke, Hen and Coke, and sheer
Callin niggas there
Not the place I really wanna bring my son
Get on Dane, gon' in there and have you some fun
Used to be ??? be up there sewin ya clothes
While I'm with you on the Playstation showin you
Hit the X stupid, forward, left, right, X
Now I'm tryna get your college fund, with X

(Suga Free)
here, give that here dada,
no no do that mama 'cause dada be back
Here go your ba-ba, Pampers, ???, you can see that
You figure out
why dada talkin to you through glass on the phone
Ooh, I socked a bitch and then she snitched, but I'll be
Can't keep me away, just can't stay

(Chorus-Suga Free)
(Suga Free to fade)