Luyện nghe bài hát Sorry I'm Away So Much

(Xzibit talking)
Come here Tre, up son, come on
To whom it may concern, yeah,
Sorry I'm so much, yeah, yeah
All the sons, daughters, penitentary niggas, yeah, me
Uh, sorry I'm so much, yeah

(Xzibit)
My son was born about four and a half ago
Nothin protected him, amazin how fast grow
I came to know about his and his dislikes, yeah
Video games, taught him how to ride his first
This is the life my little nigga, I see you all upset
When I the house, poutin, let me tell you about
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 dollar phone keepin in touch
We and Hutch, yeah, we partners for life, yeah
I rock mics, so I'm sorry when I hug you if I squeeze too
Long nights in the studio me away
Gettin mad 'cause I'm and you want me to play
can't replace time, I'm just tryna get you outta the fine relyin
And expand mind my lil' ni', yeah
Yeah,

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

(Xzibit)
I got a brother down, he be out in a couple
for knuckle, a veteran and nothin but muscle
Now broadcastin from behind the wall
Stayin tight through long kites and telephone
Gettin hype you see your brother on T.V.
Can't wait for your release so you can roll me
everything exactly how it's supposed to be
For right now here's a thousand, J, lo-key
You say damn Xzibit, whyn't you pay a a visit
Time limits got me a million miles a minute
Knee deep, strike while the iron is hot
Still eat and keep the lights on when it's not
Sleepin on cots, wounds got you in knots
I I was there to snatch you up instead of the cops
it, do the time and get it out of the way
You goin from convict to corporate 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 never been out before
I'm spending 25-8 days, 366 a year
Up in the studio freakin and mixin in here
Nothin but beer, bud smoke, Hen and Coke, and sheer
Callin niggas there
Not the kinda I really wanna bring my son
Get on lil' Dane, gon' in and have you some fun
Used to be ??? be up there sewin ya clothes
While I'm with you on the Playstation you codes
Hit the X stupid, forward, left, right, X
Now I'm tryna get college fund, bustin with X

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

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